Xu Mushen's face turned green.
He stepped forward and picked up Ning Xiaopang.
Ning Xiaopang clung to Little King's hand, and the two kids burst into loud wails, just wouldn't let go.
Xu Mushen: …
Xu Qiaoqiao: …
There was nothing they could do but loosen their grip. Ning Xiaopang sprawled on Little King's bed and quickly fell asleep.
Xu Mushen looked over, still unwilling to accept it. So while Ning Xiaopang was asleep, he simply scooped Little King up and headed out with her. "Tonight, Little King is sleeping with us."
Xu Qiaoqiao: …
Xu Qiaoqiao held back her laughter and nodded.
Back in their bedroom, they put Little King in the middle of the big bed. Her little mouth was slightly open; she was sleeping soundly.
Xu Qiaoqiao lay on the bed, watching Little King. "Honey, don't you think Little King looks a lot like Ning Xiaopang?"
When Xu Mushen heard that, he shot her a sharp look. "How is she anything like him?"
Xu Qiaoqiao: "They're both really chubby!"
Xu Mushen: …
