Wang Ji smiled and shook his head. "I've already eaten."
Little Milka's expression was indifferent as she calmly said, "Open your mouth."
The chopsticks were placed near Wang Ji's mouth.
No one dared to laugh out loud...
Wang Ji shook his head with his mouth closed.
"Thump!"
A small fist suddenly punched him in the stomach!
"Howl!"
The chopsticks quickly fed the meat in, and a small fist helped close his chin.
"Swallow it." Little Naisa looked at him calmly.
"..."
"Plop..."
Little Milka nodded in satisfaction, took a sip of water, and began to select other food items.
There was a moment of silence, then a sudden burst of laughter!
The crescent moon hung high in the sky, and bursts of laughter echoed through the palace gardens. In the distance, a faint, childlike voice could be heard giving orders.
Many angels watched from afar, some smiling knowingly, others quietly shedding tears.
From time to time, joyful songs, dancing figures, ringing bells, starlight, and fireflies could be heard from the garden, which only dispersed when the moon was high in the sky.
Before they knew it, it was already midnight. Wang Ji still went to He Xi's palace. He Xi did not refuse, and neither did Angel Yan and Qi Lin.
Along with that, He Xi asked him to bring Xiao Nai Sha over as well... Did Wang Ji have any reason to refuse?
It seems there's no reason for it.
Little Nai Sha also had a sad face. In Wang Ji's arms, she looked at the very familiar bright moon in the sky with a melancholy expression.
She was suffering inside, but she couldn't express it...
I miss those days when I had a knife in my hand.
...
Don't you want to say anything to me?
Before I knew it, we had arrived at Hexi Palace. This time, I was familiar with the place and didn't act too coy, although it was still a very new experience.
After taking a bath, He Xi sat gracefully on the sofa in the bedroom, looking at Wang Ji leisurely, and asked.
Wang Ji stood by the window, looking up at the bright moon in the sky, feeling refreshed. Suddenly, he thought of reciting a poem: "Ah... looking at the moonlight before my bed... never mind, I'll just go to sleep."
He put his arm around He Xi's soft, smooth shoulders and, in a playful manner, pushed her toward the sky-high bed...
What's interesting is that the angels' beds are completely different from ordinary beds. They have very tall bases supporting the beds, just like how they are always moving around at high altitudes.
Generally speaking, those that can't fly can't get up there.
He Xi squinted at him, but ultimately didn't press him for an answer, and simply hummed softly.
There are plenty of opportunities.
And that little guy lives right next door.
...
As night deepened, the mandarin ducks fell asleep, their dreams deep.
Suddenly, Wang Ji opened his eyes, frowned, and looked puzzled.
In the darkness, a small figure floated to their bedside on a lotus flower, then quietly whispered in He Xi's ear, who had just woken up, "Thank you for holding me to sleep earlier~"
"..."
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