Duan Xingye was embarrassed, "Three, Uncle Three."
"Why didn't the fourth child go to the dining hall for his meal?"
Duan Xingye thought for a moment and said, "Uncle Three, if you are missing your worldly family, let's not become monks."
"If you are set on becoming a monk, then you should stop caring about these worldly matters..."
Duan Xiuqi's Adam's apple moved slightly, and he was at a loss for words.
Bai Chuwei felt that the atmosphere in the room was a bit subtle. She coughed and said, "Hanhan, I did it to wake you up."
"I know." Duan Feihan got out of bed and started getting dressed in front of the mirror, saying nonchalantly, "You just said you wanted me to be your Dao companion."
"Pfft—" Bai Chuwei almost burst out laughing, "You remember the things from your dream? I was just talking big."
