Ye Xiu rubbed against Qinghe's chest, feeling so comfortable, just like being in a mother's embrace.
He suddenly came to his senses, hurriedly pulled his little body away, and looked around uncomfortably, trying to save face, he said, "Humph, this young master only let you hug me because I didn't want you to lose face."
Qinghe held back her laughter and reached out to pinch his chubby little cheek, "Then I thank you, Young Master Ye."
"Miss Qinghe." Mo Kuang stepped forward and gave a respectful nod to Qinghe, clearly showing his sincere respect for her. This girl was no ordinary person. From the fact that she had initially moved in and out of that place without a scratch to their subsequent cooperation, everything pointed to this girl destined to become a legend.
