Chapter 1717 The Cold Emperor Wind Shares A Story

• "These pastries were made by the children themselves," Leng Qianxue placed them on the coffee table. "I left them here for you to enjoy whenever you want."
• Cold Emperor Wind looked at the plate filled with mooncakes of various sizes and shapes. He couldn't help but feel touched...
• He could imagine the three little ones kneading the mooncakes with their small hands, surely smiling happily. Even though they didn't like him, they would always save him a portion of anything delicious.