"Hmm..." Baili Xia couldn't help but mumble quietly.
"Xiaxia, what's wrong?" Mu Ziying, who was not far from them, immediately sensed something was off.
"No, no-thing, I bit-ted my tongue." Baili Xia was scared out of her wits.
She glanced at Mu Ziying and quickly looked towards Mu Zhentian, hurriedly trying to divert everyone's attention to another topic.
"Grandpa, what if I make some pastries, would that be all right?"
"That would be fine, but you mustn't tire yourself out. It would break grandpa's heart, understand?"
"I understand, I won't tire myself out."
But that big paw was still probing upwards continuously!
Baili Xia's brows furrowed, and she suddenly lifted her foot as Mu Zhentian ordered the soup to be served, stepping fiercely onto Mu Xiaojiu's shoe!
Bastard! Daring to touch... touch her during dinner! It was unbearable!
Death before dishonor! She'll... she'll give them a fight for their life!
