Of course, his father wasn't good at climbing trees either.
"Oh, but I also liked reading. I read a lot at school," he continued.
He had spent much of his time in the library and reading anything he could get his hands on.
After losing his parents, he read even more, finding every free moment to immerse himself in books.
"I just don't understand you anymore."
"Is that so?"
He didn't think Qiong Xing had that complicated a personality.
"More importantly! Stop those twins!"
At first, it was unclear what had happened, but when they were dragged into the room, everything became clear.
"Now, this is something else."
The twins, being beastkin and growing quickly, had already outgrown crawling and could walk on their own and once that happened… well, one could imagine the chaos.
They walked around the room, knocking things off tables, and as Qiong Xing tried to pick up the fallen items, the twins would keep messing everything up.
