Chapter 161 If This Continues, He Will Die

The little monk looked on in surprise and hurried after him.

Mumu was a well-behaved child, just too playful. Ever since he arrived at the monastery, no one could control him.

Unexpectedly, the mischievous tyke actually let Mr. Bao lead him back to his room without a fuss.

Bao Yancheng brought the chubby Mumu to the door of the room and let go, ready to leave.

But a chubby little hand clung tightly to his finger, silently confronting him.

Bao Yancheng frowned slightly, looking down at him with puzzlement in his eyes.

He had never been good at dealing with children, and the last thing he wanted was for this little brat to cling to him.

Moreover, he had not slept well these past few days and was constantly exhausted. At that moment, his head was also pounding, with a throbbing at his temples.

If he didn't want to end up with a splitting headache, it was best he go back to rest immediately.

The little monk took Mumu's hand: "Alright, uncle needs to rest, and so do you."