"Qingqing."
Qingbao floated next to Little Treasure Hunter, lifted its head, looking quite refreshed.
"Xun Xun~" Little Treasure Hunter cooperatively gave a thumbs up and called out.
Qiao Sang returned to her original seat and found the Moli Dragon right beside her, and couldn't help but ask:
"What are you doing here?"
As she spoke, Little Ting Dragon quietly crawled onto her, giving the Moli Dragon a disapproving look.
The Moli Dragon's eyes were fixed on Qiao Sang, its expression complex, seemingly wanting to say something but holding back.
At this moment, Mikaela, who was on the phone nearby, put down her phone and said:
"Let's not watch the competition anymore and head back first."
"What's wrong?" Qiao Sang asked.
"Dragon King said it's coming to the villa to see me, and it's already on its way," Mikaela replied.
Qiao Sang raised an eyebrow, smiled, and said:
"Is the Dragon King short of money?"
