They came to you only a year ago, but you can no longer imagine life without these two.

Now every day you are woken up by the quiet grumbling of a Nezha and the snuffling of Ao Bing, who is in the shape of a dragon, huddling against you, trying to keep warm.

It's evening now. It's already warm outside. The April sun has recently disappeared below the horizon. You're cooking dinner because it's not an easy task to feed these two.

Nezha is lying on the couch, lazily switching TV channels. He quickly learned how to use modern technology, unlike his friend.

Ao Bing is sitting at the table and watching you. He doesn't have to hide his horns at home, everyone is already used to his appearance.

The evening goes on as usual.

Nezha|🔥|: "Boring.." – he turned to Ao Bing.

Ao Bing|💧|: "Don't even look at me."