Recently, Zhao Ling had not come to say goodbye to Mr. Xia for some days because he was busy with the affairs of the palace.
At the entrance of the academy, they happened to meet the three members of Xie Mingyu's family who came to greet him. When Xie Sizhen saw the dumplings, he pestered him like candy, and followed him and kept calling "Brother Yu, Brother Yu".
In Xie Sizhen's consciousness, brother Tuanzi was a very remarkable person. With him, there were always many interesting things.
When the dumplings was in front of people, he was absolutely well-behaved and polite. In three or two times, Xie Sizhen's little tail was fixed, and he saluted Xie Mingyu and Leng Aoshuang in a righteous manner, full of the image of a modest little gentleman.
"The dumplings is really cute and clever, and he's getting more and more likable." Leng Aoshuang touched the dumpling's head lovingly, and said to Zhao Ling with a smile.
