C416 It Was All the Fault of the Roasted Duck

Han Qiang fondly rubbed Xue'er's hair and gently said, "What nonsense are you talking about, little sister? As long as you and your family are happy, Second Brother can give you everything. Why would you care about some delicious food?"

Xue'er cutely stuck out her tongue and intimately held onto his arm as she walked around the capital.

When the sky turned dark