She looked at Grandma with her big, shiny black eyes, her soft and rosy little mouth opening and closing, speaking in a soft, sweet baby voice.
Hearing this, Ma Xiulian felt even sweeter than eating honey.
Her voice was then filled with affection and indulgence, "Grandma won't eat it, Guibao, you can have it yourself."
Helian Qiao, the frank little dragon, seeing that Grandma didn't eat, she sat back down and began to enjoy her meal.
At nearly four years old, she had fully grasped the situation of the world.
That is to say, it is poor, very poor, extremely poor, poor enough to make a dragon weep.
So the Little Princess of the Golden Dragon Clan who had been spoiled by Lord Demon for a hundred years and grew fussy about food, was forced to recover once again.
She cherishes even a single egg when she eats it.
As she ate her egg seriously, Ma Xiulian sat behind her, gently combing her hair.
