Ou Zun stretched his leg with an air of authority.
"What's wrong with taking two servants out the door?!"
In Ou Zun's view, not being able to cook is great.
Now he can rest here, play some games, and pinch her small hand.
If he could cook, he'd have to go to the kitchen and serve others.
The key point is, he hardly has the heart to order Little Darling around, how could he possibly let her serve others?
Rest!
Best!
Mù Qiānxún was amused by Ou Zun's matter-of-fact tone.
And then she lay down comfortably in his arms.
