"That's good then." The other party revealed a relieved smile, lowering his head slightly afterwards, his eyes hidden behind that half-mask mischievously blinked. An almost soul-freezing chill crossed his calm and deep pupils, yet his voice remained gentle and affectionate: "Once His Majesty arrives, why don't you go ahead and have something to eat and rest a bit~"
'Pack away your revolting grimace and do what you need to do.'
The cold glance just now, and this message, made a hint of bitterness spread in the girl's heart, but she still didn't storm off, quit the game on the spot, or burst Motan's plan outright. She just nodded in the gaze that softened again, clutched the hand that was leading her but hadn't used any force, covered her mouth and laughed lightly: "I can rest whenever, but if I don't watch you today, what if some noble lady snatches your soul away, what do you all think?"