Mo Lian blinked as he beamed at the little fellow.
Qiao Mu glanced at him, nodding without understanding the implications.
Her muddleheaded state was truly too amusing.
Mo Lian buried his face in her hair as he held her, his body trembling from his chuckling.
Huifeng, who was hiding on the roof, involuntarily rolled his eyes when he saw this, chiding in his heart: Your Highness, quickly gather back your principles!
"Qiaoqiao, your hands are too greasy. Don't wipe them on my face." Mo Lian helplessly grasped her small hands and grabbed the napkin to wipe them for the little fellow.
Suddenly, he heard Shaoyao's earth-shaking voice outside. "Her Majesty the Queen has arrived! Commandery Princess Yi'an, you have also come!!"
Xiao'xi'zi, who was standing by the door, was nearly nonplussed by Shaoyao's loud voice.
