Chapter 152.1
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Who Owes Who An Apology?
Translated by Ada
Edited by Ada
The two slowly walk home in the moonlight. Tian Xin’s sleep was lovely. The following day, just after dawn, Ryan woke Tian Xin up without letting her eat breakfast and hurriedly carried Tian Xin, still a little dazed, to Chelsea’s house.
Before entering the door, he whispered in her ear, “When you see Moussa, you will first tell her loudly that Chelsea wants to burn Philo, and you secretly let Philo go away. It is expected that someone will find out later that Philo is missing. We have to strike first, you understand?”
Tian Xin then sobered up a bit. After thinking a little, she understood what Ryan had in mind. Moussa protected her, and even if Chelsea knew she had let Philo go, he wouldn’t dare to do anything to her. If Chelsea and Moussa didn’t pursue the matter, the elders would have nothing to say, so she smiled and nodded, “Husband, you are smart.”
Ryan smiled at her compliment, kissed the tip of her nose, knocked on the door, and went in.
The moment they entered the door, Chelsea glared at him. Seeing his slightly tired appearance, he seemed to have not slept well last night. Tian Xin and Ryan looked at each other and smiled in unison, then quickly collected their smiles. Ryan promptly stepped forward, put Tian Xin to bed, and helped Chelsea work on breakfast.
Moussa was also awake, and seeing Tian Xin and Ryan coming, she hurriedly sat up from the bed. In passing, she gave the little white lion, curled up on one side and sleeping soundly, the animal skin covering her body.
Tian Xin looked at Moussa’s exhausted appearance. She couldn’t help but ask, “Didn’t sleep well last night? You seem very tired?”
Moussa nodded and said somewhat helplessly, “This little guy can overeat. He woke up several times throughout the night and was very impatient. He cried when he was not given food immediately. This is only what happened in a few days, and my milk is not enough for him to drink. Chelsea said that the newborn babies in the village are fed fruit, but he not only did not eat but also cried harder. It was a night of torment, Chelsea and I did not sleep well.”
“Er,” Tian Xin looked at the little lion sleeping with an innocent face. She could not believe that he could make such a mess.
As the two were talking, the little white lion stretched his back and woke up with two archings. Following the sound, he looked at Tian Xin with his moist eyes.
“Oh, my little boy. Mmm.” Tian Xin felt her heart softened by his look, and she lovingly took him in her arms and kissed him loudly.
The little white lion arched in her arms and even took human form. Then the little lion rubbed his little face on her chest for milk, and his two little hands tried to pull her clothes.
That cute look caused Moussa and Tian Xin to laugh out loud. But the little one who did not get milk was not happy. The little mouth pouted and was aggrieved. When no one had given him food, he opened his mouth and cried.
As soon as he cried, Moussa sighed and hurriedly took over while lifting her clothes. She lightly coaxed, “Oh, don’t cry, don’t cry. Mommy will feed you. Here you go. Don’t worry, don’t worry.”
Chelsea, who was cooking in the kitchen, heard the child’s cries and pushed the door in worriedly. He saw his son sucking milk and stopped crying. Chelsea helplessly shook his head. There was nothing he could do about this quick-tempered little man. He really didn’t know whom the boy looked after.
Tian Xin watched Chelsea exit the room again and only then took advantage of Moussa’s feeding of the little white lion to talk about Philo.
Moussa was shocked to hear that Philo was going to be burned. She got emotional and wanted to talk to Chelsea, but Tian Xin stopped her in time and told her that Philo had been secretly released by her, so Moussa calmed down.
“That,” Moussa was about to ask where she went when Chelsea came in and invited them to eat.
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Who Owes Who An Apology?
Translated by Ada
Edited by Ada
The two slowly walk home in the moonlight. Tian Xin’s sleep was lovely. The following day, just after dawn, Ryan woke Tian Xin up without letting her eat breakfast and hurriedly carried Tian Xin, still a little dazed, to Chelsea’s house.
Before entering the door, he whispered in her ear, “When you see Moussa, you will first tell her loudly that Chelsea wants to burn Philo, and you secretly let Philo go away. It is expected that someone will find out later that Philo is missing. We have to strike first, you understand?”
Tian Xin then sobered up a bit. After thinking a little, she understood what Ryan had in mind. Moussa protected her, and even if Chelsea knew she had let Philo go, he wouldn’t dare to do anything to her. If Chelsea and Moussa didn’t pursue the matter, the elders would have nothing to say, so she smiled and nodded, “Husband, you are smart.”
Ryan smiled at her compliment, kissed the tip of her nose, knocked on the door, and went in.
The moment they entered the door, Chelsea glared at him. Seeing his slightly tired appearance, he seemed to have not slept well last night. Tian Xin and Ryan looked at each other and smiled in unison, then quickly collected their smiles. Ryan promptly stepped forward, put Tian Xin to bed, and helped Chelsea work on breakfast.
Moussa was also awake, and seeing Tian Xin and Ryan coming, she hurriedly sat up from the bed. In passing, she gave the little white lion, curled up on one side and sleeping soundly, the animal skin covering her body.
Tian Xin looked at Moussa’s exhausted appearance. She couldn’t help but ask, “Didn’t sleep well last night? You seem very tired?”
Moussa nodded and said somewhat helplessly, “This little guy can overeat. He woke up several times throughout the night and was very impatient. He cried when he was not given food immediately. This is only what happened in a few days, and my milk is not enough for him to drink. Chelsea said that the newborn babies in the village are fed fruit, but he not only did not eat but also cried harder. It was a night of torment, Chelsea and I did not sleep well.”
“Er,” Tian Xin looked at the little lion sleeping with an innocent face. She could not believe that he could make such a mess.
As the two were talking, the little white lion stretched his back and woke up with two archings. Following the sound, he looked at Tian Xin with his moist eyes.
“Oh, my little boy. Mmm.” Tian Xin felt her heart softened by his look, and she lovingly took him in her arms and kissed him loudly.
The little white lion arched in her arms and even took human form. Then the little lion rubbed his little face on her chest for milk, and his two little hands tried to pull her clothes.
That cute look caused Moussa and Tian Xin to laugh out loud. But the little one who did not get milk was not happy. The little mouth pouted and was aggrieved. When no one had given him food, he opened his mouth and cried.
As soon as he cried, Moussa sighed and hurriedly took over while lifting her clothes. She lightly coaxed, “Oh, don’t cry, don’t cry. Mommy will feed you. Here you go. Don’t worry, don’t worry.”
Chelsea, who was cooking in the kitchen, heard the child’s cries and pushed the door in worriedly. He saw his son sucking milk and stopped crying. Chelsea helplessly shook his head. There was nothing he could do about this quick-tempered little man. He really didn’t know whom the boy looked after.
Tian Xin watched Chelsea exit the room again and only then took advantage of Moussa’s feeding of the little white lion to talk about Philo.
Moussa was shocked to hear that Philo was going to be burned. She got emotional and wanted to talk to Chelsea, but Tian Xin stopped her in time and told her that Philo had been secretly released by her, so Moussa calmed down.
“That,” Moussa was about to ask where she went when Chelsea came in and invited them to eat.
Who Owes Who An Apology?Translated by AdaEdited by AdaThe two slowly walk home in the moonlight. Tian Xin's sleep was lovely. The following day, just after dawn, Ryan woke Tian Xin up without letting her eat breakfast and hurriedly carried Tian Xin, still a little dazed, to Chelsea's house.Before entering the door, he whispered in her ear, When you see Moussa, you will first tell her loudly that Chelsea wants to burn Philo, and you secretly let Philo go away. It is expected that someone will find out later that Philo is missing. We have to strike first, you understand?Tian Xin then sobered up a bit. After thinking a little, she understood what Ryan had in mind. Moussa protected her, and even if Chelsea knew she had let Philo go, he wouldn't dare to do anything to her. If Chelsea and Moussa didn't pursue the matter, the elders would have nothing to say, so she smiled and nodded, Husband, you are smart.Ryan smiled at her compliment, kissed the tip of her nose, knocked on the door, and went in.The moment they entered the door, Chelsea glared at him. Seeing his slightly tired appearance, he seemed to have not slept well last night. Tian Xin and Ryan looked at each other and smiled in unison, then quickly collected their smiles. Ryan promptly stepped forward, put Tian Xin to bed, and helped Chelsea work on breakfast.Moussa was also awake, and seeing Tian Xin and Ryan coming, she hurriedly sat up from the bed. In passing, she gave the little white lion, curled up on one side and sleeping soundly, the animal skin covering her body.Tian Xin looked at Moussa's exhausted appearance. She couldn't help but ask, Didn't sleep well last night? You seem very tired?Moussa nodded and said somewhat helplessly, This little guy can overeat. He woke up several times throughout the night and was very impatient. He cried when he was not given food immediately. This is only what happened in a few days, and my milk is not enough for him to drink. Chelsea said that the newborn babies in the village are fed fruit, but he not only did not eat but also cried harder. It was a night of torment, Chelsea and I did not sleep well.Er, Tian Xin looked at the little lion sleeping with an innocent face. She could not believe that he could make such a mess.As the two were talking, the little white lion stretched his back and woke up with two archings. Following the sound, he looked at Tian Xin with his moist eyes.Oh, my little boy. Mmm. Tian Xin felt her heart softened by his look, and she lovingly took him in her arms and kissed him loudly.The little white lion arched in her arms and even took human form. Then the little lion rubbed his little face on her chest for milk, and his two little hands tried to pull her clothes.That cute look caused Moussa and Tian Xin to laugh out loud. But the little one who did not get milk was not happy. The little mouth pouted and was aggrieved. When no one had given him food, he opened his mouth and cried.As soon as he cried, Moussa sighed and hurriedly took over while lifting her clothes. She lightly coaxed, Oh, don't cry, don't cry. Mommy will feed you. Here you go. Don't worry, don't worry.Chelsea, who was cooking in the kitchen, heard the child's cries and pushed the door in worriedly. He saw his son sucking milk and stopped crying. Chelsea helplessly shook his head. There was nothing he could do about this quick-tempered little man. He really didn't know whom the boy looked after.Tian Xin watched Chelsea exit the room again and only then took advantage of Moussa's feeding of the little white lion to talk about Philo.Moussa was shocked to hear that Philo was going to be burned. She got emotional and wanted to talk to Chelsea, but Tian Xin stopped her in time and told her that Philo had been secretly released by her, so Moussa calmed down.That, Moussa was about to ask where she went when Chelsea came in and invited them to eat.
