643 is too biased

By the time Mo Xiuchen and Wen Ran got home, it was already five in the afternoon.

Bai Xiaoxiao and Luo Haofeng had been waiting here for over an hour. If it had not been for her calling to urge Wen Ran, she had shown no sign of planning to return.

"Ranran, over an hour ago, you said you were almost home on the phone, did you guys come all the way back pushing the car?"

Bai Xiaoxiao complained dissatisfiedly, until Luo Haofeng took a bag of cherries out of the car and smiled: "Xiaoxiao, don't be angry, first try these cherries and see if they are good. These are from cherries that Xiuchen personally planted when he was a kid."

"What?"

Bai Xiaoxiao was somewhat incredulous.

These cherries were from cherry trees Mo Xiuchen planted himself. She blinked her eyes, asking in confusion: "Where is his grandmother's house?"

"Xiaoxiao, if you find them tasty, I'll take you there next time. Climbing the tree and eating them one by one will be much more fun than this."