From the moment Xiaoyuan started calling Li Rao "Sister Lizi," his gaze was locked on Li Rao.
Yet, she admitted that she didn't like to eat pears.
"You're here," Li Rao greeted him with a smile and explained, "I came straight here after my class today. I called you, but you didn't answer, so I didn't disturb your rest anymore."
Actually, her explanation was for the others to hear.
Wei Shiran didn't need any explanation from her.
After all, they had never come together, always going their separate ways.
Wei Shiran nodded and then pulled the child away a bit, even saying to him, "This is my wife, don't cling to my wife, and don't call my wife Sister."
Li Rao: "?"
Xiaoyuan was only four years old. Wei Shiran could lift him up with one hand.
