"Mother is taking a bath. Sweetcake needs a bath too!"
Feng Chen followed with the little packrat in his arms. When the little packrat saw Yun Ran soaking in the stream, she thought that she was taking a bath, so she flapped her little arms to insist on taking a bath too.
Feng Chen had just taken two steps forward when he was stopped by someone.
"That water is too cold to wash Sweetcake. Wait where you are with her."
At first, Feng Chen did not think too much about it and waited on the spot. However, after a certain someone asked all the secret guards to turn around and clean up all the unrelated people by the stream, he suddenly realized something.
Mo Beiyuan, the bastard, did not let him carry Sweetcake to the stream not because the water was cold, but because he was afraid that men like him would go over and see Yun Ran in the water.
This was probably a man's possessiveness!
