Rong Xiaoxun was the one crying.
He had been punched by his own brother in his sleep. Without opening his eyes, he cried aggrievedly.
Then, Rong Xiaoyan was also woken up. He opened his eyes in a daze and bit his small fist, but he didn't cry.
However, Rong Xiaoxun's combat skills alone were strong enough.
Rong Xiu's body suddenly froze.
Chu Liuyue pushed his shoulders. "Quickly take a look. Why is the child crying?"
Rong Xiu closed his eyes and got up.
Chu Liuyue followed him over.
Seeing that Rong Xiaoxun was the only one crying, Chu Liuyue heaved a sigh of relief and carried him up to coax him.
Rong Xiaoyan didn't cry, but he looked over pitifully. Of course, he was looking at his own mother, so he didn't tell his own father anything.
Then, he naturally saw his brother nestled in his mother's arms very comfortably. Rong Xiaoyan blinked, pouted, and felt wronged.
