Mi Feixue fiddled with the next magic toy again, so that they could understand the usage and continue to send it out.
What was recovered here was Pei Rongrong on the left hand side.
Pei Rongrong: “Thank you, Your Highness.”
Everyone understood something this time, and squeezed in one by one, trying to get closer to Mi Feixue, her eyes full of eagerness.
You squeeze me, I squeeze you, with a sudden scream, a child inside is about to fall.
A hand appeared on the floor to hold the child in the middle and straighten it, which also allowed the crowded crowd to re-divide a suitable and safe distance.
A near-miss made everyone learn from it, and they waited obediently under Mi Feixue’s non-angry gaze.
Mi August laughed.
The little guy thought that with his back to her, she wouldn’t be able to see what she looked like?
This expressionless warning look is really a bit terrifying.
In the next second, Mi Feixue quietly turned her head, and was very obedient when she looked at Mi August.
Mi August only thought he didn’t know anything, and said with a gentle smile: “Don’t forget to invite your friends to eat when you are tired of playing. These are specially prepared by Azhai for you.”
Mi Feixue nodded and turned to look at Qiao Huai and the others.
Qiao Huai: “Thank you, night manager!It’s all what we like to eat!”
“That’s right, that’s right.”Du Xingzhi said.
Cao Ji couldn’t bear it for a long time, and when he heard that he was pardoned, he went to the meal.
Toys or something, how can it be important to be delicious!
Nowadays, the opulence of Chunfeng Hall is not comparable to that of the house in Yongmengxiang. The private banquets and meals prepared for the little master are all good things, and the real color, fragrance and utility are readily available.
It was almost nightfall before the private banquet was over, and the guests who came were safely sent back to their homes.
Mi Feixue also had a few more invitations in her hand.
Mi August took a picture to see that Mi Feixue was invited to the banquet. The reason for the banquet was the same as Mi Feixue’s today.
Mi August returned the post to her and said with a smile: “The baby can go if he wants.”
Mi Feixue nodded.
Mi August bent down and looked at her head-up.