"Alright, stop bullying the kids."
The dormitory aunt sighed.
Little Taotie looked over with red eyes and saw the dormitory aunt standing with her arms crossed by the door. She wasn't sure how long she'd been there.
The dormitory uncle shrugged, "Take that little rascal from your dorm room back."
The dormitory aunt walked over, directly hugged Little Taotie, and gave her a gentle pat on her little bottom, "You naughty little rascal, let's go back."
Little Taotie wanted to struggle but was surprised to find that after being held, she couldn't muster any strength.
She wrinkled her little nose, smelling a fragrance from the dormitory aunt, and because of this scent, she gradually lost strength and yawned sleepily.
The dormitory aunt patted her on the back, "Little rascal, go to sleep if you're tired."
