Li Qi had always been listless, as if nothing could spark his enthusiasm, seeming like nothing mattered to him.
But at this moment, looking at Ye Xingbei, his gaze filled with a hint of excitement, his usually slack posture straighter than before.
He blocked Ye Xingbei's path, scrutinized her for a moment, and hesitantly called out, "Little one? Are you the Little One, right?"
Gu Junzhu: "..."
Before he could speak, Xiao Shumiao blurted out, "You're the little one! Your whole family are little ones!"
Xiao Shumiao, shorter than other children, always hated it when someone remarked about his short stature.
If it had been directed at him, he might have tolerated it, but this person was actually calling his mom the Little One.
That was unbearable, even for Xiao Shu.
Gu Junzhu's lips curved into a smirk, he rubbed Xiao Shumiao's head, and although he remained silent, the expression on his face clearly conveyed: Son, good comeback.
Ye Xingbei: "..."
Little One?
