"Eighth Brother, Second Prince came by," Mo Jingxuan inquired.
Qu Tan'er smiled as she stepped through the door, glanced at Mo Jingxuan, and said faintly, "How come Fourteen's nose is so sharp?" Mo Liancheng had already opened his arms to her, waiting for her to fall into his embrace. It was a nice habit, and Qu Tan'er was naturally happy to have a natural, warm embrace to lean on.
"What did Second Brother come for?" Mo Liancheng asked with a smile, slightly tightening his grip to draw her closer into his arms.
Qu Tan'er blinked mischievously and teased, "He came to deliver a 'modest' gift. I've already asked Steward Zhou to put it in the storeroom."
"Is Eighth Sister-in-law so naughty?!" Mo Jingxuan exclaimed.
"Who dares to call me naughty?" Qu Tan'er suddenly turned around and gave him a glare, "Keep yelling, and I'll throw you out!"
