At the moment, he couldn't even think about eating. If Baobao had such an appetite, he would slaughter a dragon for her to eat.
There was a moment of silence in the room, then the muffled voice of the little Palace Master sounded: "It's nothing, I just saw those sugar-coated hawthorns in the hands of a vendor at the market down the mountain. They were big and round, fresh and tasty, and I couldn't resist bringing them back to try."
"Oh dear!" Palace Master Yin was rubbing his hands outside and said: "The sugar-coated hawthorns from the vendors down the mountain are the least clean. Especially at night, they are unsold, dirty goods that have been sitting there all day. In the hot weather, the sugar coating melts, leaving only a sour smell. How could they taste good? Baobao, how about I go to the mountains to pick fresh hawthorns and personally make sugar-coated hawthorns for you?"
Baili An bit his lower lip, his black, shiny eyes blushing with moisture.
