XIAO TIANYAO'S PAST

Senja moved slightly and laid on her right side, so she could see him closely. "Because I am special…?" She blurted out but her statement more like a question, even in her ears.

Actually, Senja didn't know how to talk with children, she wasn't a person who would be excited enough when the moment she saw one. After all, she was always been a baby girl in her home back then, with three older brothers who would pamper her every time.

Xiao Mugi tilted his head, inquiring. "I don't see why you are special."

"I am special because I have a purple hair." Senja insisted.

"Your answer doesn't make sense."

The corner of Senja's lips twitched. **He is indeed Tianyao's son.**

"Well, since you are recuperating now, I will not disturb you. Take a rest." He jumped down from the edge of her bed and walked out from the room with his short leg.

**Is he really a six years old kid? Why he talked like an adult…**