With it around, Lan Xiu was like a big boy.
And Yuanya could genuinely smile.
When Caesar got tired of causing a ruckus, it started to show disdain for its "daddy" and swivelled around, marching away with graceful steps.
It even saucily wiggled its butt at its "daddy", leaving a breathless Lan Xiu at three years old to gawk!
After a brief break, Lan Xiu and Yuanya went downstairs for some food before going to bed.
Yuanya came out of the bathroom draped in half-damp black hair after her bath.
Lan Xiu in a black bathrobe, leaning on a lounge chair, was sipping red wine.
As she walked towards him, he narrowed his eyes playfully and whistled at her.
Her hair, glossy and smooth like satin, was precious like rare black pearls.
It was so black and shiny that one couldn't resist wanting to gently touch it.
"Let me help you."
Lan Xiu put down his wine glass, pressed her into the chair in front of her vanity, and naturally began to blow-dry her hair.
