"Are you waiting for me here?" Lu Huaijiang said carefully in a low voice.
He even took out a steaming chicken drumstick from his pocket.
The remnant soul ignored him at first, but when he took out the drumstick, the remnant soul suddenly looked at him.
"I used to ask you, is the drumstick more important or am I more important? You never tell me. "
"So it's the drumstick that's important." Lu Huaijiang looked at her gently.
He carefully handed the chicken drumstick over. The remnant soul did not remember him, but it was not afraid of him.
He took the chicken drumstick and started eating happily.
Although she couldn't speak and had no memories, her exultation was exactly the same as Jiang Huailu's.
Lu Huaijiang started crying as she watched.
The remnant soul nibbled on the chicken drumstick, but when it was about to take the last bite, it was already in his mouth.
"I'm still more important than the drumstick," Lu Huaijiang chuckled.
