"Why make a new batch when this plate is still good?"
Shangguan Yu said, picking up a dumpling from Wen Xiao'ai's plate and popping it into his mouth.
Moyan glanced at the plate of dumplings and said indifferently, "You've touched those dumplings with your chopsticks, they have your saliva on them, they're not clean."
"Meow~"
That's right, with your saliva on them, I don't want to eat them at all.
Wen Xiao'ai promptly got up and went over to Moyan.
Moyan wiped Wen Xiao'ai's little paws clean with a napkin.
Seeing the chain on its paw, and thinking about how protective it had been over the chain, a faint smile spread across his lips.
"Pfft..." Shangguan Yu scoffed, "Wasting food, you are teaching Xiaoguai bad habits."
"His name is Xiaoguai." Moyan corrected again.
Some displeasure showed, apparently, he really didn't like it when others deliberately got the name wrong.
"Fine, fine, Xiaoguai it is. Why fuss over that?"
"Achoo..."
