Su Luan's eyes were still filled entirely with Jiujiu. The affectionate look brimming with adoration, as if wherever Jiujiu was, there was no one else in his eyes.

Unfortunately, such a tender moment was only appreciated by himself.

Feng Muqing heaved a long sigh, stopping her pacing, but the anxiety in her heart did not lessen in the slightest.

"What's going on with you?" Jiujiu bluntly inquired.

If she continued to pace, who knew ...