"Old Devout Woman, life and death are predetermined, just wish yourself good luck!"
Having put on his little shoes, the little meat bun climbed up from the ground, straightened his messy little clothes, and darted towards the entrance of the Bed Chamber with his bare feet flapping on the floor.
"Old Handsome Guy! Old Handsome Guy, wake up! Take a whiff of this!" Shaking the unconscious Wuchang Taitian, the little meat bun opened the bracelet on his wrist with a nervous face, revealing a blood-red medicinal pill right in his palm!
In his urgency, the little meat bun tried hard to restrain himself, but the shaking was so violent that it almost scattered Wuchang Taitian's old bones!
The pain was intense, but Wuchang Taitian managed to force his eyes open a crack and saw the chubby little face right in front of him, "Yaoyao..."
This was indeed his fierce little child!
