Mu Xiaojiu just looked at Baili Xia this way, as if sparks could fly from his gaze.
However, he just couldn't do anything about this girl.
Quietly exhaling, Mu Xiaojiu unclenched his tightly held fists.
He glanced at Baili Xia, taking large strides and walking past her, heading straight downstairs.
Baili Xia finally breathed a sigh of relief; convincing Uncle was really difficult.
She had no choice but to use this method to force him.
Mu Xiaoyao watched the two of them come down the stairs one after the other, his lips curling slightly.
It seems that this girl still has her ways.
But that slight smile on his lips fell into Mu Xiaojiu's eyes, and instantly, the cold gaze directed at him made his face stiff.
In front of Uncle, you can never let him think you're mocking him.
Otherwise, it will definitely be dangerous.
Mu Xiaoyao gave a light cough, stood up, and took long strides towards the side hall first.
In the side hall, the dishes were already laid out.
