Tang Yuxin hugged her own arms, "Do whatever you want. I'll handle your discharge procedures in a bit, and you can go home."
"Really?" Tang Xincheng immediately hugged Tang Yuxin's arm, using it as a pillow to hug and rub against back and forth.
Tang Yuxin really wanted to kick this naïve little brother away, but in the end, she held back. How could she not? He was her brother, her own flesh and blood.
By the afternoon, Tang Xincheng had already returned home. Once there, he comfortably sprawled on his soft bed, rubbed his face against the pillow, and thought how there's no place like home—his own nest where he could roll and toss as much as he liked.
Outside, Gu Dabai ran over, kicked off his little shoes, leaped onto Tang Xincheng's soft bed, and rolled around. Tang Xincheng laughed and poked his little belly.
"What have you been eating? How did you get so chubby?"
"Dabai is not chubby."
