"How come you're here again!"
Looking at the proud little peacock strutting back and forth in the hall, Feng Yuan complained discontentedly, to which the other party glanced at Feng Yuan and said smugly,
"Unless you lock the door, by what right can I not come?"
Gazing at the drizzling rain outside the hall, Feng Yuan grumbled,
"You really are bored enough to come here and cause trouble in the rain!"
"What? Is it troublesome for me to come and pay my respects to the Wolf God?"
"Do as you wish, whatever, Xiao Ji, let's go get some meat."
"Well, I brought some food with me..."
Feng Yuan took a glance at Mo Ling, chuckled and said,
"What? You intend to share your food with me?"
"Xiao Ling specifically brought it just for you, and you're still acting like this!"
"What? Should I kneel and thank you, perhaps?"
"No, Huan Xiang, could you please not talk about that?"
"Tch! You've fallen for him, right? You think I'm in the way? Fine, I'll leave if that's what you want!"
