"Hey, where are my mooncakes?!" He Miao stared at the crumbs on the table and then at Jing Yan, who had an innocent look in his eyes. She then turned her anger to Onion.
"Did you secretly eat it?" He Miao picked up Onion and lectured to its ears.
The pitiful Onion did not know what had happened. It opened its wet eyes and listened to his master's lecture.
As for the culprit, Jing Yan, he turned around and laughed with red ears.
After the meal, Jing Yan promised to pick her up to visit Grandpa on the weekend, and then he left, satisfied.
The next day, after school, heavy rain poured down with a muffled thunder as Jing Yan walked out of the lecture building.
Mu Xiao grumbled as he retracted his foot. "What kind of weather is this! Brother Yan, did you bring an umbrella?"
