Qiqi shook her head from the side and started again, just like their mother, both were miserly hoarders of wealth.
Feng Jiuniang looked at the little girl's pitiful face and, with a grand gesture, said generously, "Just because of your sweet mouth, little sister, tonight's lodging and meal expenses are all on me."
Qiqi blinked her peach blossom eyes, gave her sister a sly look, opened her mouth, and silently mouthed the word: "Show-off."
When Yueyue heard it was free, and even the meal costs were waived, her small face immediately gave Feng Jiuniang a generous smile, "Thank you, beautiful sister, Yueyue loves you to death." She hugged Feng Jiuniang's neck, pressed her rosy lips, and 'mwah' planted a kiss on her face.
For the first time in nineteen years, Feng Jiuniang had been kissed, and by a pretty porcelain doll at that, which instantly made her heart blossom with joy.