The Tiny Taoist Master: The Sect Leader Always Carries a Little Milk Bottle

[Everyone's Favorite] [Adorable Baby] [Three and a Half Years Old] [Sweet Romance] [Metaphysics]

When An Nuannuan left the mountain, the most valuable thing in her sect was her master.

Master: "My dear disciple, once you become the head of a sect, you must know how to be self-reliant, stand on your own two feet, and... take good care of yourself!"

Little dumpling: "Yes, Master! Nuannuan will remember!"

She didn't quite understand why her master had drawn out those final words,

but An Nuannuan bravely took on the responsibility anyway.

One Taoist temple, swaying in the wind!

Two big men, lonely as can be!!

Three disciples, with nothing to eat!!!

The only senior fellow disciple (still) running all over town!!!!

Seeing her five senior brothers hand over money with aching hearts, she heard them say, "Little Junior Sister, you're still too young. Leave supporting the family to us!"

An Nuannuan suckles her baby bottle and sticks out her little belly. "No! Making money can't be that hard. Nuannuan can do it all by herself!"