The little one said this with melancholy, which promptly tugged at Mo Lian's heartstrings.
"Qiaoqiao, you can't bear for me to go." Mo Lian's mood immediately improved.
Look, his darling was getting more and more inseparable from him! This was very good.
He had thought that she was unhappy because she didn't receive an invitation letter, but it turns out that a big part of it was because she couldn't go together with him.
That was the case. If he went to Tempest City by himself, he would have to part from his wife.
This wasn't good!
So forging an invitation letter was of utmost urgency!
Mo Lian lowered his head and kissed her puffy hair. "Don't worry, Qiaoqiao. If you don't go, I won't go either. We make a whole as husband and wife. We advance and retreat together."
When he didn't get a response after a while, Mo Lian looked closely and couldn't help but be amused and indignant.
