"Yunduo, Little Yunduo?"
Yan Xiaye was focused on searching for the little one's figure, not noticing the abnormality behind her.
She pushed open the bedroom door, looked around, wondering if the little one was playing a joke on her, and even checked the bathroom and wardrobe.
Not here...
Still not here?
Confused, Yan Xiaye closed the wardrobe, turned around, and went back to the small living room, where she saw the magician sitting on the sofa.
He was playing with a burning candle in his hand, the unforgettable sweet fragrance drifting from the candle, identical to the smell during the magic show.
Instinctively keeping some distance, Yan Xiaye asked politely, "Mr. Magician, I didn't find Little Yunduo, could you tell me when he will come?"
"I apologize." The magician placed the candle on the coffee table, lit another one, and said leisurely, "I just remembered, it is the young master's horseback riding lesson time, it will take about ten more minutes."
