Guan Yu snorted coldly, deciding to calm down and not bicker with Shi Yuhuai.
But she still had to grumble a few words.
"Finally, I can understand the feeling my mom had back then, gritting her teeth and glaring at me while panting."
Mu Qiu held back a laugh and went into the shell room to greet Shu Ran.
The next three minutes were filled with pleasant chatter, endless words of praise.
In this lively scene, Mu Qiu sidled up to ask Cheng Zhirang, "Brother Cheng, are you hungry?"
He hadn't even had a couple bites of melon seeds or peanuts just a moment ago.
Cheng Zhirang shook his head and gently asked her, "What about you? After eating so much fruit, can you still eat hot pot?"
"That's a small issue," she said, raising her head and waving her hand, "Piece of cake."
He chuckled softly, "Didn't you just tell me the other day that you don't eat much in the evening?"
"...Except for tonight. I can't spoil the fun, right? Everyone's ready to feast."
