"Fengxi, come on."
"Don't want!"
Sprawled on the floor like a human rug, Qiao Wei stared at the hissy lump under the bed. Little Zhang Fengxi, curled up tighter than a spring roll, was making a convincing case for a good exorcism.
Should he borrow the innkeeper's broom to sweep him out? On second thought, it might not be a good idea. Best not to aggravate Zhang Fengxi further.
Qiao Wei extended a hand in Zhang Fengxi's direction.
"Baby, will you come out please?" he coaxed in a soft voice, but whatever he said at this point only served to fan the flames burning in Zhang Fengxi's heart.
"I am not a baby!" the little boy hissed at him like a tiger baby. "Don't call me that!"
Qiao Wei smacked a hand against his face.
He couldn't help it. Little Zhang Fengxi was the same size as Zhang Mingrui and Xie Junjie. And he was so adorable. All Qiao Wei wanted to do right now was hug him and pepper his face with kisses.
