"Okay, Xiaoyu, just leave it to me, I'll take good care of him, wait for you to come back." Bei Yiyi knew she couldn't persuade Mo Qiansu. If the person she loved most was in trouble, she definitely wouldn't stay put either, even if it meant going to a war-torn country to find her lover.
"Yiyi, thank you." Mo Qiansu hugged her once more.
Her understanding and support made her feel very touched at this moment.
Before leaving, Mo Qiansu still couldn't help but go upstairs to check on the Little Demon King.
Perhaps the Little Demon King sensed something, as he was sleeping deeply but slowly woke up when Mo Qiansu came to his bedside.
"Mommy, why are you crying again?" His little hand gently lifted to touch mommy's face, as if silently comforting her.
