But Sister Chuchu...

Xiuxiu suddenly hugged Xia Ziluo tightly. Because she experienced the pain of losing a relative for the first time, she was so sad that she was about to faint from crying.

"Chu Chu knows that you cry like this, how could you leave with confidence? Let me tell you, there is a place in heaven called heaven. It is like a fairyland, only daytime, only happiness and happiness. If you hope Chu Chu can go to heaven, you are not allowed to cry, otherwise Chu Chu will not be able to go to heaven if he is worried about you." Xia Ziluo didn't know how to comfort people.

She remembered what her uncle said to her when her parents died when she was a child, and she said it to Xiuxiu in the same way.

"Is there really that place?" Xiuxiu stopped her tears half-believingly, blinked her simple eyes, and looked at Xia Ziluo's face.

Xia Ziluo nodded vigorously: "Well, so we have to smile happily and send Chuchu away. Only then will she go to heaven."

"Well. I like that Sister Chuchu can go to heaven." Xiuxiu wiped away the tears from her face and showed a sincere smile of blessings.

Xia Ziluo looked at Xiuxiu's innocent smile and felt a sense of sadness in his heart.

The simple Xiuxiu didn’t know Chuchu’s true face. If she had known it, she would definitely not be so sad.

However, she didn't want to tell Xiuxiu.

Because of this, Xiuxiu's heart will always be a pure land, and she can live a simple and happy life.

"Yes, that's right." Xia Ziluo touched Xiuxiu's head, "Okay, go and wash your face, you'll turn into a big cat, be careful to laugh at you every day."

"Yeah." Xiuxiu scratched her face embarrassedly and stepped down to wash her face.

As soon as she stepped back, Murong Xitian strode in.

"I just heard someone shouting at Tiantian?" Murong Xitian was secretly happy, but his face was holding, "Did Luoer call him husband?"

"I'm not ashamed, I'm talking about it." Xia Ziluo looked at Murong Xitian with a smile, but hugged the fat cat lying at his feet in his arms.

Is this guy? A fat white cat?

Murong Xitian stared at Tiantian with dissatisfied with big eyes, and suddenly a light flashed in his eyes: "Luoer, you seem to have been raising this cat for a long time?"

"Yes, from a small bit of big kittens, they have become so big. They can't hold them anymore." Xia Ziluo said he couldn't hold them, but he still hugged Tiantian and touched Tiantian's head with his hands.

Every day, I squinted my eyes comfortably, stretched my waist, and wanted to sleep in Xia Ziluo's arms.

"Then why did you name it?" Murong Xitian was already sitting next to Xia Ziluo as he spoke. He also imitated Xia Ziluo's appearance and reached out to touch Tiantian's head.

Unexpectedly, Tiantian suddenly opened his eyes wide, opened his claws to reveal his sharp nails, and wanted to scratch people.

"Daily, you are not allowed to bully the prince." Xia Ziluo couldn't help laughing. He stopped when he was about to get angry. "Daily, I got it from the beginning. It was a nickname, a daimyo, and it was Xiuxiu."

While Tiantian was playing with Xia Ziluo with her belly exposed, Murong Xitian suddenly reached out and grabbed it and threw it on the ground: "So, Luoer had been interested in me so early."

As soon as the words were finished, Murong Xitian hugged Xia Ziluo in his arms and lowered his head to steal fragrance on her lips.
Chapter completed!