Pain
Biên tập viên: Atlas Studios
When Qi Haoran carried the child out, his expression was slightly dark. It was only when he saw Mu Yangling not far away that he restrained the gloominess on his face and carried Little Bear over with a smile.
Walking behind him with a dark glint in his eyes, Fan Zijin was about to say something when he saw Mu Yangling hugging Little Bear and kissing his face. The rare tenderness on her face made Fan Zijin suppress his thoughts. In the end, he didn't say anything.
"What did you say to the abbot that took so long?" Mu Yangling asked.
"Nothing much. I just asked for a few safety talismans." Qi Haoran handed the safety talismans to Mu Yangling.
Mu Yangling said in surprise, "You believe in this? I'll get a maidservant to make a few pouches and hang them up later."
Qi Haoran pouted and said, "Can you delegate such tasks to a maidservant? Make it yourself."