Then, little Beiting ran to his bedroom like a small whirlwind, and in no time, he ran back like a small whirlwind as well, clutching a large pile of pajamas.
He angrily threw them all onto the big bed, hmph...
Ji Hanyu's face was stern, "Short legs, are you aiming for the sky?"
"..." Little Beiting said, "Hmph, I do want to go up, but I don't have wings."
Ji Hanyu: "..."
Bai Haoxue: "..."
Not giving Ji Hanyu a chance to speak again, little Beiting began to babble, "Dad, if it weren't for Miss buying me new pajamas, I wouldn't even know pajamas could be so good-looking and cute!
You look at the pajamas you got me, they're either black or gray, each one makes me look like a little old man, oh... no, a little Taoist priest."
Ji Hanyu: "..."
"Pfft," Bai Haoxue couldn't hold back as she looked at the angry little Beiting and Ji Hanyu's serious face.
Little Beiting's previous pajamas were the same series as Ji Hanyu's, which to Ji Hanyu were simple and elegant styles.
