Yu Siqiao met her gaze, his eyes deep as still water.
He grasped her index finger, speaking in a low and steady voice: "I have a poor stomach, so I love to eat soft rice, especially when it's..."
Mo Shu shot him a glare.
She suspected he was making a vulgar joke, yet she had no evidence.
Yu Siqiao met her look and suddenly laughed, saying, "However, I also don't want to be useless, so I'll listen to you in everything."
Mo Shu snorted, pulling her finger back, saying, "Whether you listen or not, you must listen."
She reached out to pat the two little ones' heads, "Be good and listen to Papa, Mama will be back soon."
Big Sugar Stick: "Ah-woo!"
Little Honey Pot: "Baba!"
Mo Shu gritted her teeth fiercely, "You little heartless things!"
But she could only turn around and quickly followed the eunuch to the Imperial Study Room.
