PFFT!
Feng Ming was drinking water when he heard Yun Chujiu's words, and the water in his mouth spurted out!
"Junior Sister Little Jiu, what nonsense are you talking about? How would you give a steamed bun fortune-telling?!"
"Tsk! You don't understand, do you?! How did 'to harbor evil intentions' come about?" Yun Chujiu looked at Feng Ming with disdain.
"Evil intentions? What does evil intentions have to do with a bun?" Feng Ming raised his eyebrows and asked in confusion.
"Evil intentions are hidden in the bun. This is called evil intentions, so I have to look at this bun before eating it!" Yun Chujiu said as she glanced at Zhuo Piaoyu from the corner of her eyes.
As expected, Zhuo Piaoyu's face turned red and she said angrily, "Junior Sister Yun, I gave you a bun out of kindness. It's fine if you don't eat it, but you actually slandered me for poisoning it. If you don't eat it, then give it back to me!"
