at least she was no longer showing such extreme rejection towards him,
especially towards his story telling. Every time at this hour,
the little girl would carry an incense pot with her two hands as she listened attentively to his story,
lest she missed a single sentence; her big eyes blinking as she sat in front of จวินเซี่ย.
She followed each story as each of the characters encountered happiness and sadness, laughter and tears.
When a handsome prince appears, her eyes widened as she became uncontrollably excited…