In Fu Yunhe's eyes, before Nian Shutong finished speaking, Ha Ha had turned around and was sprinting towards him.
It seemed to have become a reflex arc—call his name, and Ha Ha would appear.
"What to drink? What to drink?" Ha Ha circled around outside the kitchen, his neck constantly craning inside, his nose twitching.
"Drink this." Nian Shutong placed a cup of malt sugar water in Ha Ha's hands.
Ha Ha didn't care what it was. In his view, since the Commander said to listen to Nian Shutong, then Nian Shutong must be a good person.
And whatever a good person gave must be good.
"Gulp gulp gulp..."
Ha Ha started with big gulps, then tilted his head back to pour it down.
Nian Shutong felt that the cup of water had been directly dumped into Ha Ha's throat and quickly vanished without a trace.
After drinking, Ha Ha smacked his lips, laughed foolishly and heartily, even his back molars visible.
"Sweet!"
