[1] GLORY

Chapter 073.1 - 073.2

Chapter 73.1: Wei Xiao: My waist hurts.

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20 minutes later, Lu Feng, who'd closed his eyes and dozed off, was unsurprised to find someone drilling into his arms.

Lu Feng extended his arms to give him a better position.

He'd played so fiercely against L&P during the training match that evening, then stayed up until five o'clock in the morning. It would be strange if Wei Xiao didn't sleepwalk.

He fell asleep immediately after getting into bed, and it didn't take long for him to climb into Lu Feng's bed.

Two big men were crowded into a single bed. Even if the hotel bed was quite spacious, it was still quite a tight fit.

If he didn't want to fall out of bed, they'd have to stick close together.

The tip of Lu Feng's nose was filled with the light scent of Wei Xiao's shower gel. It was a light verbena fragrance, like lemon slices soaked in honey, fresh and sweet.

He opened his eyes slightly to see Wei Xiao's quiet, sleeping face.

He was a little demon when he was awake, but more like an angel than anyone else when he was sleeping.

This description that was used for children was inexplicably suitable when used for Wei Xiao.

Thinking of his 'dad' that had sounded as soft as a cat's paw, the corner of Lu Feng's lips curled up.

He leaned close to Wei Xiao, toward his forehead, so lightly that it fell like the softest of feathers.

Full of restraint as he suppressed the thoughts fermenting in his mind, as though afraid to wake up the person in his dreams--

Then, kissed him softly.

Lu Feng usually got up between 7:30 and 8:00.

He hugged Wei Xiao and went back to sleep for another hour or two, but his dreams were too beautiful, and his sleep was too sweet. By the time he woke up, it was almost 10 o'clock.

Wei Xiao was still in his arms and hadn't changed position, still pressed close to him.

Lu Feng had discovered last time that this kid would toss and turn when he was sleeping alone, and no matter how big the bed was, it wouldn't be able to hold him. However, once Wei Xiao was near him, he would sleep soundly, almost like he was pretending to be asleep, remaining in the same position stuck close to him.

He wasn't pretending but really sleeping deeply.

Why was that?

Was it because he was uneasy?

Lu Feng sighed in his heart and gently extracted his numb arm.

Wei Xiao frowned, "Mm...."

Lu Feng didn't dare to move again and let him sleep on his palm.

He'd always thought that his face was small, but it turned out to be this small--

Lu Feng thought of his nickname and couldn't help calling out to him in a low voice, "Little Xiao."

Wei Xiao seemed to have heard him in his dreams and rubbed his cheek into his palm. He spoke dreamily, "Dad..."

In the quiet room, the sound reached Lu Feng's ears very clearly.

Lu Feng was stunned for a moment, his chest filling up with bitterness.

No matter how irresponsible a father was, no matter how much a child was neglected and left behind.