Demon King Su

Xia Yishan was asleep, but she felt uncomfortable curled up in the closet.

Su Jingting reached out and carried her out.

But...

The little girl's hand was still grabbing onto his clothes.

Su Jingting was speechless.

Should he be happy?

"Be good, let go of your hands." Su Jingting coaxed Xia Yishan patiently.

"No, no, it's mine, it's all mine!"Xia Yishan closed her eyes and mumbled in her sleep.

Su Jingting was speechless.

Xia Yishan refused to let go.

She kept saying that it was hers and that no one could snatch it from her.

Su Jingting had no choice but to let her grab his clothes. He carried her and her clothes and placed them on the bed.

As soon as Xia Yishan touched the bed, she started to change her position.

She hugged the clothes and rolled on the ground. Then, she wantonly let go of her hands and feet and spread them out in a big font.

She filled the entire bed and slept soundly.

Su Jingting was speechless.