"Can't you trust your master a bit more? Depend on me a little more?" True Monarch Hanshan looked at the choked-up Yi Lan and said helplessly.
"I'm sorry, Master, I'm sorry for worrying you and making my junior sister worry too." Yi Lan finally couldn't hold back and started crying.
"All right, stop crying, stop crying, you're already an adult." True Monarch Hanshan comforted.
"Senior sister, don't cry! Last night, when you weren't around, no one made sweet osmanthus tea for me." Tianmiao said with a smile, trying to distract Yi Lan.
"You little glutton. Let me make it for you now." Yi Lan couldn't help but laugh, "Did you rush to find food as soon as you came back yesterday?"
"No, I came back looking for you first, but when I couldn't find you, I knew something happened. Come on, let's go wash your face, then make me that osmanthus tea. Master, won't you make us some pastries?" Tianmiao said with a grin.
