Jun Wu Xie looked puzzledly at Qiao Chu. She then moved her sight to Corpse Flower. It seemed like Corpse Flower had noticed that Jun Wu Xie was looking at him, the struggle on his face suddenly disappeared and his eyes began to avoid hers, not having the guts to make eye contact with Jun Wu Xie.
"What did he do again?" The black cat asked instead of Jun Wu Xie, swaying its tail like it had long accustomed to incidents like this.
With his face showing clearly that he was holding in his laughter, Qiao Chu cleared his throat and said in a way of pretending to be serious. "It's not a big deal. To sum everything up, it's still a good habit, just that the thing comes along with the habit is really…"
