Xuan Mu and XiaoPu were sitting behind the kitchen counter, each holding a cup of milk in their hand. They were both looking at the other with a look of expectation. It was clear that they were waiting for something to happen.
XiaoPu almost sprayed the milk out of his mouth. He was quiet for a moment before asking, "What have you done?" He immediately covered his mouth.
"Why did you automatically assume that it's my fault?" Xuan Mu held his forehead, "You don't have to take care of Stinky Bun anymore. We are working on finding him a new nanny."
"Wait, wait, wait," Xiao Pu got on all fours on the counter to beg him for forgiveness. He bowed and scraped, then backed off, head down in shame, "I won't ever leave Stinky Bun again! I won't slack off and will always ensure the little boy is entertained! I beg you, don't replace me, please!"
