After dinner, Mu Jingxi took Little Nuomi and Qiao An back to the West Wing.
The little maid saw Qiao An return and was so excited that her little face turned red. She crisply changed her address, "Third Young Mistress, welcome home!"
A few of the young maids were exceptionally excited.
Their jubilant appearance was truly amusing.
Qiao An let go of Mu Jingxi's hand, stepped forward a few steps, and pinched each of their cheeks, "Little Cutie, who taught you to change the address, hmm?"
The little maid said, "The news came from the main building, we knew it early on."
An ignored Mu Jingxi lightly coughed to remind her not to overdo it.
Qiao An withdrew her hand, smiling as she looked at him, "What's wrong, is your throat uncomfortable?"
"It's not my throat that's uncomfortable, it's my heart."
Mu Jingxi reached out and pulled her into his arms, lowered his head, slightly narrowed his cold eyes, and warned her, "Your time is to accompany me, not accompany others, understand?"
