I wonder what their attitude towards Qingqiu is...
Thinking about it, Qiu Qingtang's steps along the path became lighter and lighter, then...
She paused.
She and the little raccoon on her shoulder looked at the dragon-horned, strange-eyed girl by the courtyard table.
Within the barrier, the girl sat on the ground with her back against a stone bench, surrounded by a circle of plates.
Some plates were already empty, but others still had food left, and most notably, there was a five-layer cake closest to her.
The top three layers of the cake were clean, while pieces from the bottom two layers were occasionally grabbed by a small hand and sent into her mouth.
Then, with the spoon in her left hand, the girl scooped up a piece of meat and put it into her mouth.
The moment she swallowed, a blissful expression appeared on her face, her little short legs swinging happily and then crossing, and the dark dragon tail behind her gently thumping the ground, utterly joyous.
