She really was an eight-star Dou Ling!
Xiao Mo was astonished. He had never expected Wang Miaojun's cultivation talent to be so outstanding as well.
"Come on, take a stroll with me."
Wang Miaojun said this to Xiao Mo.
"All right."
This time, Xiao Mo had truly taken an interest in Wang Miaojun.
With the strength of an eight-star Dou Ling, she was more than capable of cultivating alongside him.
Xiao Mo was considering becoming cultivation partners with Wang Miaojun.
Besides, Wang Miaojun herself had already said she had no objection at all.
Now the Wang Family of the imperial capital had thoroughly captured Xiao Mo's interest.
As he walked hand in hand with Wang Miaojun along the street, Xiao Mo could not help saying, "Aren't you being a little too forward?"
Wang Miaojun chuckled. "My being forward isn't exactly a bad thing for you, is it?"
"What, do you look down on me?"
Wang Miaojun deliberately teased Xiao Mo.
"Not at all. That's not what I meant."
"If that's not what you meant, then come shopping with me."
Wang Miaojun was very direct.
Her hand felt as soft and warm as fine jade in his, making Xiao Mo's heart beat considerably faster.
The two did not return to the Wang residence until noon, then went to the Reception Hall together to eat.
Wang Wenxing still wore an earnest expression. His daughter had finally managed to get out of bed.
He dared not let Xiao Mo leave now. He would keep Xiao Mo there for at least three months before letting him go.
Of course, Xiao Mo himself had no intention of leaving either. The food at the Wang residence was far from ordinary.
It was fully up to the standard of the emperor's imperial kitchen.
Wang Wenxing asked, "Xiao