After warming her palms, Mo Shisheng naturally flipped her over and pressed the back of her hand tightly against his skin.
However, that spot seemed to have been covered for a while and wasn't very warm, so Mo Shisheng moved to another spot and continued to warm up her paws.
Noticing the little girl's movements, Ming Beiya's brow twitched slightly. "Asheng."
"You were the one who wanted to warm it for me, I didn't force you."
As if afraid of being criticized by Ming Beiya, Mo Shisheng cut off his right to speak before he could.
"I didn't say you forced me."
Ming Beiya smiled slightly, his long arm gently resting on Mo Shisheng's short legs, and he easily lifted the girl up with one hand.
Those long legs she used to have are now so short; I wonder if she feels a little disappointed.
Thinking this, Ming Beiya couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Hearing the laughter, Mo Shisheng turned her cool gaze to him. Although she didn't say anything, her eyes held a threatening meaning.
Ming Beiya suppressed a smile, but a slight smile still appeared on her lips. "It's so cold, shall I take you inside first?"
"I want to see snow."
Mo Shisheng spoke calmly, "What are you doing here?"
"I've come to find you."
"..."
He spoke with unusual seriousness, drawing Mo Shisheng's attention away from the heavy snow and onto him.
The man's narrow, phoenix-shaped eyes were as black as jade, gleaming with a cool light, interspersed with tiny specks of light.
Incredibly beautiful.
"finally found you."
Ming Beiya raised his hand and touched Mo Shisheng's soft little face, finding it incredibly cute.
I've never seen Mo Shisheng so small before; she's so adorable that I don't want to let go of her.
After Ming Beiya's mischievous hand touched her face for a while, Mo Shisheng finally spoke, "I think you really don't want your hand anymore."
"Ah Sheng... um..."
Just as Ming Beiya opened his mouth to say something, his wrist was pinched by that little claw.
Mo Shisheng pinched a layer of skin with her little paws and rotated it 360 degrees. The pain and the sourness were simply unbearable.
Ming Beiya refrained from withdrawing his hand, afraid of upsetting Mo Shisheng.
Mo Shisheng naturally noticed this as well, and asked with some confusion, "Do I know you?"
"We've known each other for thousands of years."
Ming Beiya wasn't lying; he spoke softly, trying his best to make his expression appear less distorted.
Heaven knows how much pain Mo Shisheng was enduring by twisting that layer of skin!
However, Mo Shisheng seemed oblivious to Ming Beiya's pain, her hand still clenched, her small mouth pursed, and her chubby cheeks puffed out.
"Are you still touching my face like that?"
"I won't touch it anymore."
Touch it properly, touch it carefully.
Ming Beiya added a sentence in his mind.
"Was it wrong?"
Mo Shisheng asked again.
"Um."
Touching my wife's face isn't wrong, is it?
However, Mo Shisheng was unaware of the hidden thoughts in Ming Beiya's heart, and only thought that he had truly realized his mistake.
Then, after she let go of Ming Beiya's hand, she noticed that the area was bruised and looked rather terrible.
*
"It's snowing even in the human realm..."
Jiang Yao's eyes seemed to be filled with light, her voice gentle and warm, "Miss loves snowy weather the most, otherwise His Highness really wouldn't be able to get close to Miss at this time."
“When we saw our master, we were surprised for a long time, but it’s good that he’s alive.” Xiu nodded and continued, “So when the young prince walked up to our master, he was afraid of frightening him.”
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