The pleasant times always pass so quickly. Before long, the moon was high in the sky, and everyone returned to their rooms to rest.
Nan Mufeng personally bathed Little Pumpkin, changed his pajamas, and then told a bedtime story to lull his son to sleep.
Recently, he's been stationed in Yuancheng and can't enjoy family time every day, so Jian Xi didn't compete with him.
Seeing there was still a box of mooncakes in the bedroom, she picked it up, "Honey, aren't these the mooncakes you brought back? Why are they hidden in the room?"
"I wanted to save them for you," Nan Mufeng said somewhat bashfully.
Jian Xi gave him a curious glance. Nan Mufeng has always been generous, especially with family. Hiding a box of mooncakes—could there be a surprise inside?
Thinking of how Nan Mufeng once hid a ring in a cake, Jian Xi opened the mooncake box.
Nine mooncakes formed a circle. If there was anything different about these mooncakes, it was that they didn't look too appealing.
