"Tan'er, let that young boy come in." A voice as gentle as flowing clouds, very comforting to hear.
Everyone present felt a tremor in their hearts upon hearing it.
It was truly a pleasure; just speaking a word was so melodious.
Since Mo Liancheng nodded, Qu Tan'er had no reason to stop him, and ordered the maid to lead the young boy in. Unexpectedly, the boy paused, his feet immovable, and timidly said, "I... I'm not in a hurry."
"Not in a hurry? I didn't ask you to pee..." Qu Tan'er replied nonchalantly.
This response suddenly felt inappropriate.
Indeed, many around suppressed their laughter, and the atmosphere shifted.
"No, that's not it." The young boy's heart was flustered.
The young man stepped forward a few paces, pressing down on his frail shoulders, "Don't be afraid, I'm here with you."
