"Little lambs baa, little lambs play, the stars in the sky have fallen asleep..."
"Stop singing."
"Why, Young Master? Do you not find my singing pleasant?"
"I don't."
"Hmph! I think my singing is lovely! Little lambs baa, little lambs play, the stars in the sky have fallen asleep, the stars on the ground follow and race..."
Si Li, held firmly at Xiao Mo's waist, continued to sing.
But as she sang, she kept a close eye on Xiao Mo's expression.
Seeing that he was no longer paying her any mind, she sang louder and with more confidence.
After spending this time with him, Si Li felt she was starting to get a handle on Xiao Mo's temperament.
As long as she didn't make him repeat himself, he wasn't truly angry.
"A little child fusses and fusses, a little dog runs and runs~~~"
Si Li sang the nursery rhyme again and again, her dangling little feet swinging back and forth.
