After leaving Zhan Yuanshan's place, Qiao Jing went to the room of the three little ones.
When she entered, the three little ones were gathered around the drawing table, painting.
They were painting very seriously and attentively, so much so that they didn't even notice someone entering the room.
Qiao Jing got closer and found that the three little ones were doing Chinese paintings, and they were quite good at it too.
She smiled and praised them, "You three are amazing, these are really well done!"
Upon hearing her voice, the three little ones' eyes lit up immediately. They quickly put down their brushes and rushed towards Qiao Jing.
Zhan Qiaomo hugged Qiao Jing's leg, as usual turning into a little leg pendant, and said in a sweet voice, "Aunt Jing, you're here! Mo Bao missed you so much!"
Zhan Qiaoze didn't want to fall behind, hugging Qiao Jing's other leg, looking up with his handsome and cute face, "Aunt Jing, I missed you too! I even dream about you!"
