"Brother, why did Father bite Mother's lips?" Yue'er asked Muchen beside her in confusion.
Muchen's pair of eyes also fluttered and blinked, he slightly tilted his head to think, and finally, with a serious face, he said, "Father must be hungry."
"Ah? Father is hungry? Even if he is, he still can't eat Mother's lips either! No, I'm going to call Aunt Qin and have them prepare some food for Father, Father is starving." Between words, the little tiny person ran out again like the wind, while running, she was also shouting.
Feng Jiu who was held in Xuanyuan Mo Ze's arms listened to the words of the two little ones, and could not help but be embarrassed, she glared at Xuanyuan Mo Ze, and seeing her daughter running out, she could not help but hurriedly call out, "Yue'er, Yue ... " Before she finished her sentence, the little one had already gone out the door of the room.
"Aunt Qin, Aunt Qin~"
