Xia Che kissed the little snake's forehead. "But Little Long, I don't like it when you hurt people. I already failed as a father, but now….. Now I feel like I failed as a mentor as well." He nuzzled his head.
"I didn't hurt him," Long Aotian whispered. "I knew that you would not approve of that," he cupped the silly beast's face and pecked his lips. "You did not fail."
The little crayfish gave a breathtaking smile. "I guess so," he mumbled, blushing.
Chuckling, Long Aotian lifted him and laid him on his lap. Nuzzling into his chest, he sighed.
"Long we are in public," Xia whispered, pushing his broad shoulders.
"I don't care. I need some loving." He pouted. "And some praise."
Xia giggled the childish-looking snake. He softly caressed his scalp and whispered, "Good boy."
He lifted his head from his chest and narrowed his eyes. "I am not a dog. Praise me some other way."
"How?" Xia gave a confused look.
