"Mm." Xiao Hu's mother nodded, then immediately grabbed Xiao Hu by the ear and headed toward the small courtyard next door.
"Ah! Mom, why are you pulling my ear? It really hurts!" Xiao Hu howled in pain.
"You look so filthy, the air is almost smoked black by you. What, you planning to become a black mud loach?" Xiao Hu's mother scolded with a cold face.
"..." Xiao Hu was speechless again in his heart. He subconsciously sniffed his arm; compared to before, there really was a foul smell on him now, but it was still a far cry from smoking the air black.
"Mom, I don't even smell that bad! How could I possibly smoke the air black?" Xiao Hu said seriously.
...
Seeing the three of them disappear in the blink of an eye, Zhang Xiaohao smiled faintly, his gaze falling on Zhang Ting'er.
Meeting Zhang Xiaohao's gaze, Zhang Ting'er's exquisite, stunning face uncharacteristically flushed red.
"I'm going to take a bath too!" Zhang Ting'er said, her face burning.
