"Chen Tianlong, what's this kid saying?"
Lin Wushuang was puzzled and asked.
"I don't know either, but he should be from the Wolf Race. This kid isn't simple," Chen Tianlong thought for a moment and said, "Let's keep moving forward and see what else is happening. After all, we're hungry and need to find something to eat."
Lin Wushuang nodded. Anyway, the child wasn't heavy, so she simply carried him as they walked together.
The child clearly liked Lin Wushuang very much and even seemed a bit cheeky. He kept grabbing at Lin Wushuang's chest from time to time, then leaned in to give her a smack on her face.
Chen Tianlong was speechless. His own wife was being taken advantage of. If the kid weren't so small, Chen Tianlong would have thrown him to the ground. Damn it, even I don't dare to grab, and you just come and grab as you please.
