He was convinced that several individuals who could possibly influence the current situation were all gathered together now.
One by one, they stared with widened eyes, their voices hushed very low.
"Steady, steady, you're all frowning already!"
Jiang Na still had one of her Yin-Yang Eyes closed, the other pitch-black pupil slightly dilated, her hands uncertain where to protect, her eyes full of concern.
"Senior brother, let me hold the Little One instead," she suggested.
Xie Ci had already put away his folding fan and was standing beside Ye Changan. After warning the fellow behind him who had been shouting even before stepping out the door, he turned to gawk eagerly at the Little One in Ye Changan's arms.
He had been sorted out by Little Milk Jin previously, and it hadn't been a light thrashing, but he really did crave holding Little Milk Jin, didn't he?
Little Apprentice Sister was simply an angel when she slept, wasn't she?
