Qing Ya's eyes were filled with unwillingness.
She lowered her eyes slightly, and no one knew what kind of emotions were in her eyes.
The next moment, she suddenly looked up.
"Senior brother Jue Chen, is this cat sister-in-law's spirit beast?"
Since she was not allowed to enter, then she would not enter. She did not believe that they would not give her any face if she found a topic to chat with them about.
As expected, after Qing Ya finished speaking, Di Juechen and Feng Chuge stopped.
Feng Chuge turned around and looked at Qing Ya, then at the meatball that was grimacing in pain. He raised his eyebrows slightly. "That's right, it's my spirit beast. Miss Qingya, my meatball isn't sensible. If I scared you, please don't take offense."
After saying that, she stretched out her hand. "Meatball, come here."
The meatball turned into a snow-white meatball and rushed into Feng Chuge's arms.