Si Shuo nodded with a faint smile, her gaze slightly lowered. "Hello."
Sensing her deliberate coldness, Xiao Zhao pressed his lips together, shot Xiao Cheng a helpless yet envious glare, and stepped aside.
Xiao Cheng tilted his chin up slightly, his arm around Si Shuo's shoulder. He was so smug and happy his three tails could have curled right up to the sky.
Si Shuo's lips twitched, her eyes filled with a helpless yet doting smile. 'Everyone else in the family is so mature and steady. How did we end up with a fox that's even more ostentatious than a peacock?'
Luo Sang exchanged a few words with them before going to find people from his own clan, arranging to visit each other often over the next few days.
Watching them leave, Xiao Cheng's brow furrowed slightly, most of his earlier smug pride having vanished.
