There was a hint of coldness in Nanzhao in October. The little black eggs, who were about to become steamed eggs, could finally stop spreading themselves in the courtyard to tan their stomachs. They grabbed the candied hawthorn that their father had bought and slipped to Yu Shaoqing and Madam Jiang's room.
Yu Shaoqing woke up early. He went to the small kitchen to make food for Madam Jiang and the little black eggs. Of course, he also made some for his daughter and stinky son-in-law. He also made some for the Old Madam and the general of the Helian family.
In the end, he made breakfast for the whole family. When he finished making breakfast and returned to his room to wake up Madam Jiang, he saw three naked little black eggs using the sparkling candied hawthorn in their hands to wake up the little sleeping beauty on the bed.
Pop! Dabao kissed Little Sly Jiang's cheek.
Soon. Pop, pop! Er'bao and Xiaobao also kissed her.
