Long Xiliang's lips twitched slightly. The child understood he held an incredible secret; he leaned forward, getting closer to Long Xiliang, and lowered his voice:
"You say don't tell, and I won't tell, but doesn't that make me look bad?" It's unclear where Miemie Dragon learned such rhetoric, but he spoke very earnestly, crossing his arms over his chest in front of Long Xiliang.
Long Xiliang stood by the bed edge, facing the child who was standing on the blanket, only reaching below his chest.
The child seemed completely stubborn, as if determined to challenge Long Xiliang to the end.
The child said seriously, "Liangliang, I can keep your secret, but you have to promise me one condition!"
The muscles below Long Xiliang's lips twitched slightly.
In this world, those who dared to negotiate with him were few, and those bold enough to threaten him, aside from Lu Xiaoyou, he hadn't encountered a second one.
Unexpectedly, today he met one, and it's a two-year-old toddler!
