The secret guard didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He suppressed the urge to burst out laughing and explained, "I don't know where this young master in embroidered clothes came from, but he insisted on carrying Sweetcake home."
Mo Beiyuan's expression was not good to begin with. After hearing the secret guard's words, his expression darkened even more.
He looked at the meatball rolling on the ground with disdain.
"Lift him up and throw him away. Don't let him scare Sweetcake."
Yun Ran was stunned when she heard the secret guard's explanation.
Her little packrat was too likable!
However, the little meatball rolling on the ground didn't look old. He was about a year older than Sweetcake and Bun. He probably didn't have any bad intentions. He just saw that Sweetcake was cute and wanted to carry her back.
