She smiled at the happy child in her arms and remarked, "You are so cute and chubby; you would be even cuter with a belly band."
"Mm, I've decided. I will look for suitable materials later and ask Leng Shuang to make two for you."
Xuanyuan Mo Ze watched her as she held the child and talked to herself, and he couldn't help but smirk. "He is so small. He can't understand what you're saying."
Feng Jiu turned to face him and said, "He can't understand? Believe it or not, if you yell at him, he will immediately cry."
"Isn't that normal?" Even adults wouldn't be able to handle his anger, let alone a child.
After a short time, the carriage stopped, and the coachman said, "Master, Hell's Lord, we've arrived at Hundred Flavours Pavilion."
" Mm." Mo Ze answered. He got out of the carriage first, stood aside to help Feng Jiu hold the curtain, and asked, "Do you want me to carry him?"
