And at that moment, what was Fangzheng doing?
Zzz…
"Wuu…" Lone Wolf was whimpering by the side of the bed. He poked his head out and looked around. It was nearly dark but Fangzheng still wasn't waking up to prepare dinner! How was he to continue his life like this?!
Only once the moon was high in the sky did Fangzheng wake up. He stretched his back and laughed. "That felt great! Indeed, sleep is refreshing!"
"Groan. Groan…"
"Oh, I'm hungry." Fangzheng rubbed his stomach and frowned. "That's odd. It's not my stomach that's groaning. It's… hey, what are the two of you doing?"
Lone Wolf was sitting beside the bed looking bitter. He was holding his dog bowl in its mouth. Squirrel was sitting on his head, angrily staring at him while holding his tiny bowl in his hands. Their eyes looked bitter…
Fangzheng gave an embarrassed cough. "Give me a minute, food will soon be ready."
