Upon seeing this, Cult Master Ding quickly chased after her to grasp her small hand. "Qiaoqiao, you're hungry, is that it."
How would Qiao Mu know what kind of sensation hunger was right now?
Her actions were completely controlled by instinct.
Seeing Cult Master Ding running up to her, Qiao Mu suddenly looked up at him. Although she was still expressionless, it was an adorkable display in Cult Master Ding's eyes instead.
Immediately afterwards, he saw her yanking his sleeve with her two jade-white fingers.
"Why are you tugging on our young sir's sleeve?" Baoyan pushed away her hand in irritation. "Shoo, shoo, shoo. Don't pester our young sir."
Qiao Mu merely swept a glance at her with her stoic face. Afterwards, she turned her small head and continued to look at Morning Cloud Restaurant.
