With his soft and unadorable son in his arms, the demon wanted to cry. Who could tell him how to shut this noisy little thing up? Xue 'er had just given birth and needed to rest. If he cried like this, he would disturb her rest!
The demon was very dissatisfied. The son he was carrying was also not very satisfied. He kept kicking his legs hard, trying to escape from the arms of this 'stepfather'. However, he was small and weak. After struggling a few times, he still could not escape.
When Leng Qingtian saw this, he chuckled and said,""Look at this little guy, so energetic! What a cute little thing!"
As a great-grandfather, he was very satisfied, but at this time, as a father, he suddenly felt at a loss."Xue, Xue 'er, this brat seems to have peed!"
