Why Are You Chasing Me?
Editor: Henyee Translations
Mo Lian regarded him with indifference. "You're the one I'm scolding."
Qiao Mu felt a mixture of amusement and exasperation. Technically, these two individuals, one large and one small, could hardly be considered mature adults. She couldn't fathom why they had to quarrel every time they crossed paths.
The petite monk frantically waved his four limbs, kicking at empty air while crying out, "Benefactress, Benefactress, please save me from your rowdy husband!"
Qiao Mu rolled her eyes at their antics before reaching out to gently comfort the small monk that Mo Lian was holding. "Alright, alright, don't always get yourself into trouble."
The little monk looked at her with a falsely innocent pride.
How was he getting himself into trouble? It was clear that Crown Prince Lian was the one being petty.
True, Benefactress was his wife, but she was still his Benefactress! The little monk puffed up with pride and shot an accusing glare at Mo Lian.