"Muah..." Sheng Sheng hugged Chenxing's neck, rarely acting spoiled in her arms despite his usual steadiness,
coaxing Mommy: "Mommy, no one is bullying me, oh! The master treats me well, but is very strict about my studies, like Dad... Um, Dad, strict teachers produce outstanding students, right?"
"Let's go inside, it's cold outside." Gu Shaocheng patted Chenxing's back, signaling her to go in, and Wubai and Zun Zun immediately followed, making the house unusually lively.
This special Christmas night, at the dinner table, Chenxing kept serving food to Sheng Sheng, and even Zun Zun, who usually loved to eat pickles, took the initiative to serve him: "Sheng Sheng, you should eat more."
"Sheng Sheng, is someone bullying you?" Wubai sat opposite, eager to stand up for his brother.
Sheng Sheng's face was full of happiness: "No one's bullying me, really! I haven't gone hungry, I'm living well."
