Xiao Chen looked at Xiao Yi and said.

"You dare!"

Xiao Yi glared again.

"Okay, okay, I know... I'll leave first."

Xiao Chen got up and couldn't stay any longer.

"It's like a single generation of the Xiao family. If I don't have a child, I will lose the incense?"

“…”

Xiao Yi looked at Xiao Chen's back and shook his head. Sometimes, he, the ancestor, had no choice but to hold this kid.

"I feel like I'm not middle-aged yet, why is it so difficult?"

After Xiao Chen came out, he muttered, then he felt something and looked in one direction.
Chapter completed!