Seeing that Zhang Zian's face froze, Little Celery asked curiously, "Isn't that the case?"
Although Richard didn't know how Zhang Zian and Little Celery met, it was very smart, so it sensed the embarrassment. Richard said as it was flapping its wings, "Squawk! Squawk! May I have more apples?"
"Stop it. You can't eat them all. We have to save some for Xiao Ling and Ear!" Zhang Zian understood the hint.
Little Celery immediately shifted her focus and laughed, "That's fine. I will bring one more apple tomorrow."
"You don't have to," Zhang Zian stopped her, "We shouldn't spoil that bird."
"Squawk! Squawk! What a mean guy! Jeff, you disappoint me!" Richard said as it jumped around.
"Well, you are better at disappointing people than me!" Zhang Zian said humbly.
