Little Fushun was really happy. He kept running, climbing trees, and jumping.
Mo Xiu watched for a while. As Little Fu Shun was moving very fast, he felt tired after watching for a long time. He decided not to look at him and lay down among the leaves with his eyes closed.
Recently, Moxiu had been very anxious. Worrying would cause chaos.
The firearms incident had taken away the life of Mumu and threatened the people around him.
As he lay on the leaf, Mo Xiu gradually let go of his thoughts and heavy burdens, and fell into a deep sleep.
Moxiu only woke up when he felt his face wet. He opened his eyes and saw Little Fu Shun licking his face.
Mo Xiu was about to teach Little Fushun a lesson when he realized that the sky was already dark.
