Marriage

Xiao Baoxin looked down at the maid from above. She was about sixteen or seventeen years old, fair and clean, and had a delicate appearance.

Her expression betrayed her. There was no panic on her face, only shock.

Why was he shocked?

The water didn't splash on her as expected. Did it affect their next step?

This maid walked with a fierce aura, leaving a footprint with each step. Her lower body was so stable that she did not sprain her ankle without looking. She walked up to her and grabbed her upper body, holding a tray full of tea and wanting to splash it on her. Her goal was too clear.

"Are you alright?" Xiao Baoxin put the tray aside and helped the maid up with a smile.

As expected, the maid was complaining crazily in her heart.

'Is she human? Did that kick send me flying?'

[How can he be so handsome?!]

'.. What should he tell Princess Angie?'