Pei Yuan frowned.
Li Bao Lian's face was purplish red and turning green, tears still falling incessantly. She glanced outside the door and saw no one, feeling disappointed and pained. She had fallen behind Mo Heng, and he was just in the kitchen, surely he couldn't have failed to hear, yet he didn't even bother to come over and take a look at her.
"You don't still want to watch, do you?" Pei Qian mocked.
Li Bao Lian wiped away her tears, choking out, "I should go back."
"Let me take you back!" Pei Yuan helped her up.
Pei Qian pursed her lips, following behind and watching her closely.
Passing by the kitchen, Li Bao Lian couldn't resist looking inside.
Mo Heng had the hem of his robe tucked into his waist, diligently cooking almond tea on the small stove. With a serious and focused expression, he constantly stirred the almond tea in the pot, not even lifting his eyes once.
