The older aunties nearby looked as if they had just been fed the sweetest root cakes in the whole tribe.
And her males?
Aiyo.
Their expressions truly changed.
Hu Baiyu looked one breath away from dropping to his knees out of sheer emotional overload. His lion ears were up, then back, then up again, and his tail had gone stiff before giving one huge betraying twitch behind him.
Mu Qingyi closed his eyes for one second as if steadying himself, and when he opened them again, the warmth in them had deepened into something so full that Lin Huahua immediately looked away.
Feng Yiren smiled very slowly, very dangerously, and then had the nerve to look smug as if he had personally caused this answer with his own charm.
Her mother clapped her hands once in delight. "Good. Then tonight you are staying for the evening meal."
Lin Huahua: "..."
