moved, but she ultimately didn't say anything. She just sat up from his embrace and suddenly smelled a familiar fragrance, her eyes lighting up: "Little snack!" "Hmm, I made it myself, it's just warm...er forehead. This lord's peach blossom luck was truly chaotic, and no matter how much she pinched it wouldn't stop. If that king knew about it, he might overturn his vinegar vat, and who knows if this...