Seeing Qiao Anyan's slightly apprehensive expression, Yang Muwan suddenly smiled. "I do feel a little touched. Suddenly, there are more people robbing me of my daughter. I suddenly feel a sense of crisis. It seems that I have to hurry up and make progress!"

Qiao Anyan looked at her carefully and didn't see the slightest bit of embarrassment on the latter's body. Only then did she breathe a sigh of relief.

"Have you eaten yet?" Yang Muwan stroked her hair and asked ...