My Qiao Laughed
Editor: Henyee Translations
Qiao Mu held her breath with slight anxiousness.
Was this fishy small iron box that had troubled her for so many years, finally about to be opened?
Her large dark eyes radiated a joyous light.
"Kacha, kacha, kacha!" With slightly narrowed eyes, Duan Yue put down the needle in his hand and quickly set the small iron box on the table.
However, they instead heard a series of elaborate mechanical springs discharging inside the iron box.
Both youths suddenly stretched out their hands at the same time and pulled her backwards.
This curious darling had been stretching her neck forwards at that moment, so when they pulled her without warning, her body fell backwards…
Mo Lian caught her fall and carried her up by the waist swiftly, then retreated out the door at lightning speed.
Just as the three people exited the door, Mo Lian embraced the little fellow tightly below his body, and they all flopped to the ground at the same time.