The second child didn't say anything; out of sight, out of mind.
But the eldest, he was just the type who loves to fight, and with Innate Divine Strength, no less.
"Stay put," she said sternly, her eyes narrowing to slits.
Gu Dabai obediently lay on the bed, like a small frog, turning his little face to one side and showing his tender little bottom.
It was evidently an invitation for a spanking.
Tang Yuxin, holding a book, gave his tender bottom two light slaps.
Gu Dabai pitifully pursed his lips, his teary eyes appeared like those of a goldfish on the verge of spilling tears, but not quite.
Just as Tang Yuxin was about to swat him a few more times, the door was suddenly flung open with a bang, and a gust of wind blew in, bringing a sense of dusty turmoil.
Done for, Tang Yuxin lightly tapped her forehand with the book.
The mountain had returned.
"Why are you hitting my grandson?"
