"Good, good, good. Whatever my precious baby wants is fine. There's really nothing I can do about you."
Tushan Qing completely ignored Fu Young and looked at Xiao Shou with a loving and doting expression. His helpless face and tone were filled with the unmistakable affection of an overprotective grandfather.
Yao Ming who was being held in his hand, covered his eyes with his little wings, wearing an expression that clearly said he could not bear to watch.
Tushan Shanhe also looked as though he had a toothache. The corner of his mouth twitched as he reminded Tushan Qing, "Don't forget the clan leader's orders."
"It's fine, it's fine! I'll just give that old woman some good things later."
Hearing this, Tushan Shanhe's face darkened. "If the clan leader hears you calling her an old woman, you'll really have to go sleep in the Fox Mountain Cave for several years."
"Tsk! She isn't here anyway." Tushan Qing did not care.
