Big Treasure
編集者: Henyee Translations
Mo Lian looked down at the box in the child's arms and lightly harrumphed. He brusquely took the box from her and tossed it to a nearby chair.
The child glared at her with round eyes. 'D*mn punk! You're too rude!'
"Why are your eyes so round?" Mo Lian smiled and sat down with the child on him. "No matter how round you make your eyes, you're still a little, expressionless stoic."
'So what if I'm stoic?! I love being stoic! Humph.'
"I also love a stoic." Crown Prince Mo nodded his head in agreement and turned the child around to face him. With a grin, he asked, "If we were separated for three to five years, would you miss me?"
The child primly raised her chin. "I won't."
Crown Prince Mo chuckled and lowered the stubborn child's face back down and pressed a kiss to her forehead. "I'll miss Qiaoqiao. I'll really miss Qiaoqiao—really, really, really miss. I'll really miss you…"
The child was briefly taken back.