"Little guy, I'm just talking to my mother."

'Mother?'

Xiao Xuanhu had a hint of natural doubt in his eyes. Is it the existence of an elder? It’s like... grandpa.

Speaking of grandpa, Xiao Xuanhu's face was filled with a very humanized look of longing.

He hasn't seen his grandfather for a long time.

He missed his grandfather... In the past, his grandfather would often hold his little self in the sun.

Sometimes when my grandfather is tired of holding him, he will become a big Xuanwu and bask in the sun with him. He will just lie on his grandfather's back and play with him, without fear of falling down.

Thinking of these scenes, Xiao Xuan couldn't help but howl a few times.

Li Zizai saw the longing in Xuanhu's eyes and said gently.

"Why, I miss home?"

Xiao Xuanhu quickly pointed his little head, looking very well-behaved.
Chapter completed!