When I was a child,
Ting Huai sat in the pavilion with a self-deprecating look on his face: "My life is meant to be punished. The world is tormenting me and making endless noises."
Hua Xi: "Huh?"
Ting Huai glanced at her and lowered his head: "You are an exception, you are God's mercy to me."
A confused Hua Xi said: "Be good~ open your mouth and eat cake."
Ting Huai still looked serious, puffing out his cheeks and chewing the soft and glutinous mung bean cake.
Hua Xi looked at his little feet dangling happily under the stone table and laughed in her heart: Isn't he just an 8-year-old baby?
Grow up
Hua Xi, who failed to escape, was captured.
She deeply reflected on her parenting journey: "I raised him all the way to adulthood, and watched him grow from a cute little boy to a big pervert. Which step in my education did the problem occur?"
Ting Huai stopped licking Hua Xi's neck. The faintly visible blood vessels under the skin seemed to tempt him. He opened his mouth and bit it without hesitation until the blood seeped out, dyeing his already red lips vermilion.
Ting Huai held Hua Xi's face, stretched out his tongue and licked his lips, smiling coquettishly: "It tastes good."
Hua Xi couldn't help but tremble: Ah Huai, if you eat human blood raw, be careful of getting upset. Strange, what does my accelerated heartbeat mean?