บท 997: Xiao Ye is my husband?

The miniature Leng Yejin let out a big yawn. He was so adorable that her heart was about to melt. She immediately turned off the hairdryer, pounced on him, and kissed him on the face.

The miniature Leng Yejin wiped the side of his face forcefully and patted the side of his body with his small arms. "Hurry up and sleep!"

Usually, he would stretch out his long arm and drag her straight to the bed. But today, he had patted her with his small arm three times, and he could not learn that ability no matter how hard he tried. Leng Yejin sighed and said in a soft and gentle voice, " "Hurry up!"

"Wait a minute, I haven't dried my hair."

"Why are you so slow?" He pouted and yawned adorably. He turned sideways and propped his head up with his small arms, adopting a posture that adults often did. He propped his small head up and looked at her insatiably.

Tong Lu, who was sitting next to him, snorted.

"Don't do that pose, you're not painting a Tiger but a Pixiu instead"