Ming Mei said to Yousheng, "Yousheng, this is your brother Xizeer. You both are the children of mom and dad, so in the future, you have to listen to your brother. Don't bully him just because you're stronger, okay?"
Yousheng responded with babbling sounds, as if he really understood what Ming Mei said.
Ming Mei held Xizeer's hand, saying, "Xizeer, come on, shake hands with your brother. Be careful, although he seems small, he's quite strong."
"I don't want to..."
Before Xizeer could finish his sentence, his finger was suddenly grabbed by Yousheng's little paw.
Xizeer was stunned. That little paw was indeed soft, like a cotton ball, but... because Xizeer loves to suck his fingers now, his hands were covered in saliva, sticky and wet, which Xizeer found disgusting. He instinctively wanted to pull his hand away from Yousheng's grip.
And yet...
He couldn't pull it away at all.
Xizeer tried again, but it still wouldn't budge.
