"Aunt Jiu." The child looked curiously at Feng Jiu and obediently greeted her.
"Good boy," Feng Jiu smiled and nodded, petting the child's head. She then took out a night pearl from her space and handed it to him: "This bead is for you to play with, and I will get you some more good things later."
"The child is still young, it's not suitable for him to hold this, you should quickly put it away," Ye Jing said, pushing the night pearl back to her.
"Are you still being polite with me?" Feng Jiu raised an eyebrow and looked at her, smiling, "It's just a bead, it's not something precious. Come, take it, this is not a gift for meeting you, I'll give it to you later." She laughed lightly, lightly pinched the child's nose, and said, "Ye Jing, this child really looks like my Brother! Look at him, he's practically a copy."
"Quickly, thank Aunt Jiu," Ye Jing said. Seeing that she couldn't get out of it, she had to let the child hold it and hurried him.
