Hahaha! Qiao Mu laughed heartily from the bottom of her heart.
This silly guy was just as talkative as before. Although she rather disdained it at the beginning, she now truly felt out of sorts from not being able to hear that chatterbox.
Habit truly was a frightening thing. Once you got used to it, you would naturally stay accustomed to it.
"You're already happy with this? I still haven't given you the fabulous made-to-order item that you were pining for." Mo Lian smiled as he took out a club the size of a palm. It was covered in a layer of forbidding, densely packed barbs, which had even been painted with a layer of dazzling bright-golden fluid.
Qiao Mu could only think, this small golden club truly did look very exquisite and good-looking.
Taking the club that the crown prince handed over, Qiao Mu turned and flipped it in her hands lovingly, practically unable to take her eyes off it.
