"Okay." Leng Ruoxue nodded. She looked at Ball Ball, who was happily eating with tears in its eyes, and felt her heart soften. What an innocent and cute little fellow.
"Miss, it's very fierce. It even glared at me just now," Lin Yuan complained.
"Why are you still being calculative with a child? It was glaring at you because we stole its food. In fact, this little thing is very simple." Leng Ruoxue was very biased and spoke up for Ball Ball.
"That's right. You are already so old!" Leng Qingtian glared at Lin Yuan and growled unhappily.
"Miss!" Lin Yuan put on a bitter face and pretended to be pitiful. Unfortunately, no one cared at all.
"Go pick the herbs quickly. Don't count on Ball Ball for everything," Leng Ruoxue said directly.
"Okay!" Lin Yuan replied and continued to pick the grass resignedly.