Mo Hanqing paused slightly, and her delicate eyebrows couldn't help but frown.
Ye Qiqi's eyes suddenly shone. She reached out and pushed away Mo Hanqing's fingers hooked on her chin. She jumped up and stood up from the chair, then trotted to the door of the room and opened the door.
Outside the door, stood a little girl wearing a goose-yellow maid uniform. The little girl blessed Ye Qiqi with a smile on her face, and then asked in a clear voice: "Miss Qiqi has traveled a long distance to come to our Beichen country. Do you want to try some of our Beichen Kingdom’s unique snacks?”
"Have some dessert??" Ye Qiqi's eyes suddenly lit up, and he nodded hurriedly towards the maid: "I want it."
"Then please wait for a moment, Miss Qiqi. This servant will tell the kitchen to prepare snacks for Miss Qiqi." The little girl wearing a goose-yellow maid costume smiled at Ye Qiqi, and turned around to ask for it. Before leaving, he suddenly turned around and asked, "What would Miss Qiqi like to drink?"
"Hmm... tea will do." Ye Qiqi thought for a while and said casually.
"Miss Qiqi, do you want to try our Beichen Kingdom's unique peach juice?" The maid asked Ye Qiqi in a soft voice: "Beichen Kingdom is rich in peaches. Every year during the peach harvest season, the peach juice is squeezed out. Let’s drink it as juice, Miss Qiqi, can you try it??”
"Okay!!" Ye Qiqi nodded quickly.
"Come back as soon as you go, slave." The maid smiled at Ye Qiqi and then withdrew.
Since she was going to bring snacks later, she might as well leave the door open.
Ye Qiqi thought for a while and walked straight back to the house.
Mo Hanqing, who was sitting next to the table, had already heard their conversation outside the door, so he just blinked and looked at her with a pair of deep black eyes without saying a word.
Ye Qiqi walked back to the table and sat down, holding her chin with a pair of small hands, staring at Mo Hanqing eagerly.
Probably because he couldn't stand being stared at by her anymore, Mo Hanqing finally couldn't help coughing lightly, then turned to look at her and said speechlessly: "Why do you keep staring at me??"
"Ah? Is there any??" Ye Qiqi came back to his senses, blinked and looked at Mo Hanqing and said, "I'm waiting for food to come over."
"Oh... I thought you were feeling sorry." Mo Hanqing retracted his gaze from her and said in a lukewarm voice.
"What are you regretting??" Ye Qiqi looked at him with a puzzled expression.
"Nothing." Mo Hanqing looked down at his fingertips, where the smooth touch of her skin still remained.
After a while, the maid just came over carrying an exquisite tray.
She first stood outside the door and looked inside, blessing her body, and then asked in a soft voice: "Miss Qiqi, your snack slave has brought it to you."
"Come in, come in!" Upon hearing this, Ye Qiqi immediately jumped up from the chair.
The maid then went in carrying the tray with a smile.
She walked to the table, carefully put down the tray in her hand, and then introduced to Ye Qiqi one by one: "This is the seven-color shortbread cake, this is the rose cake, this is the plum blossom cake, and this is the almond bergamot cake." …”
Ye Qiqi listened to her introduction and smelled the fragrant aroma, and felt that her saliva was about to drop.