Wimping Out?
編集者: Henyee Translations
Their dinner ended late into the evening.
After savoring good wine and food, their party ended near midnight.
Qiao Mu was also a bit tipsy after drinking a few extra cups of fruit wine.
It wasn't until everybody left the room that Crown Prince Mo carried Qiao Mu, who was half-sprawling on the table, to the bathtub.
Qiao Mu opened her eyes. The candlelight made her cheeks look even rosier.
"Am I smiling?" The little fellow pushed up her cheeks and insisted on asking the crown prince.
Crown Prince Mo found her tipsy state charmingly naive, and couldn't help but be amused. He turned her petite head forward and gave her a smack on the cheek. He shook his head and said, "You aren't."
The little fellow promptly puffed out her cheeks and grabbed his collar. "I want to smile for you guys."
Mo Lian was both a bit happy and a bit grieved.