"It's not serious, your mommy is just going to pick him up and bring him back to the country." Bei Yiyi said kindly.
Little Demon King replied with an "oh," weakly leaning against her.
Although his eyelids felt heavy and his mind started to feel dizzy, Little Demon King wasn't sleepy at all. He kept talking with Bei Yiyi.
The curtain was blown up by the autumn wind outside the window. Bei Yiyi held him, and went to close the balcony door to prevent Little Demon King from catching a cold.
"Little Mommy, once I'm better, I'll follow Daddy to exercise every day so... I won't get sick easily!"
"Alright. Xiaoyu definitely needs to train for eight-pack abs," Bei Yiyi poked his little belly, "By then, you'll definitely make all the girls in your kindergarten go crazy for you!"
"I don't want to charm all the girls!" he only needed to charm Little Cherry.
