"Lulu, there are too many people in this shop. It's hot today, and mother is waiting in line to see you. You go stand inside the door." After standing for a while, Mrs. Xia felt dizzy. The weather in July was too hot.
At this moment, she could clearly feel the burning heat on her body.
Lulu never liked to run around, so she was extremely at ease.
Besides, it was right under their eyes, so it was not a problem.
Little Huai Lu walked to the door of the shop with small steps. It was much cooler inside.
The air was filled with a sweet scent. The little girl couldn't help but swallow her saliva, and her eyes lit up.
Beside her, a seven or eight-year-old boy was standing at the counter in a brocade robe. With two pieces of Osmanthus cake in her hand, the maidservant beside her wiped the sweat on her forehead.
"Young master, let's go back. If old master knew that you sneaked out, he would definitely be angry."
