Ye qingge picked up Mumu and wrapped her coat around him. Mumu leaned on her like a koala.
He hugged her neck tightly and leaned his head on her shoulder. His posture was very reliant on her.
Li beixiao looked at Mumu. This son of his had never been so intimate with him. Or rather, he had never been so dependent on him and acted coquettishly with him.
"Go in and get his clothes. Let's go back! It was getting late! Big brother should rest too!"
He was still a little unfamiliar with calling him big brother, or perhaps he didn't want to call him that from the bottom of his heart.
"I've asked someone to prepare some food. We'll go back after eating!"
Huo zhongrao turned around and left.
Ye qingge and the others had indeed not had dinner.
When they got off the highway, li beixiao called Huo zhongrao and said that he would pick up Mumu later.
Huo zhongrao must have had it prepared at that time.
