Noon mealtime had come, and Mu Lin finished her rest and walked out of her room. Before even descending the stairs, she saw a pitiful little one crouched in a horse stance below, looking at Jing Chen not far from himself with a face full of discontent.
When he heard the sound of Mu Lin coming downstairs, the little one immediately lifted his head.
"Mom~ Mom~" His eyes bubbled with tears, and his chubby little face was full of grievance. Jing Nuo looked at Mu Lin as if she were his savior.
Mu Lin looked at Jing Chen, and Grandpa expressed that since the words had been spoken, they must be held true, and the same went for punishments. As the captain of Ying Sun, his words were always honored.
"How many minutes have you been squatting?" Mu Lin walked over to Jing Nuo's side, smiling and asking him.
