Jun Yan held a miniature version of Sesshomaru that was constantly struggling in his arms. He couldn't help but stretched out his hands to rub the furry hair, and said slowly: "Little ball, be good, don't make trouble."
After hearing his words, Sesshomaru struggled even more violently, thinking that he, Sesshomaru, would one day wear these weird clothes and be held in someone's arms and played around with. This was really a dark history in his life. Seeing such a cute little Sesshomaru glaring at him with such a harmless expression, Jun Yan smiled heartlessly and even laughed even more happily.
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