An Xue Tang smiled, "I know, I know. You have to remind me of these things every day. The dignified King of Bei Jiang is almost becoming an old man.",Seeing her refer to herself as "old man", Mo Yunjing's eyes held both helplessness and doting affection. After gently rubbing his thumb over her cheek a few times, he reluctantly left Jingtang Garden.,Seeing them like this, An Xue Tang shook her head helplessly, "Brother, Lord Han, how many times have I told you After the children fall asleep, they must be put in their cribs. Otherwise, if you hold them to sleep, and later try to put them in the crib when they're asleep, they will cry."。