"Mo Mo."
"Mo Mo."
Just then, two Little Mo Dragons came out while munching on tree fruit.
Qiao Sang, seeing this, had a look of 'I suddenly remembered I have something to do' and said:
"I'll go meditate first."
After speaking, she immediately turned and headed towards her room.
"Mo Mo..."
"Mo Mo..."
The two Little Mo Dragons, still munching on tree fruit, looked in the direction of the Dragon King.
The Dragon King, with nostrils flared in frustration, suddenly thought of something, took out his phone, and dialed a number, calling out "Mo Mo, Mo Mo" to arrange for another batch of juniors to come over.
Mikaela looked up at the blazing sun in the sky and suddenly felt a bit lonely...
...
Evening, half past six.
Qiao Sang hesitated as she watched the two Little Mo Dragons at the dining table, daintily taking a bite of tree fruit and then wiping their mouths with a napkin:
"These two Little Mo Dragons don't seem like the ones from this afternoon."
"Mo Mo."
