112: Brother_3

"Puppy, are you stupid?" Mu Qingli smiled helplessly, "I didn't even feel anything, so why are you crying? Are you pitying me?"

[Master Yin, I'm not crying!] Little Baba stubbornly wiped away tears, revealing a pair of red eyes, [I just got some sand in my eyes! Us men don't cry!]

Mu Qingli chuckled, brushing it off, "Alright, alright! You got sand in your eyes."

Little Baba said earnestly, [That's right, the sand in my eyes has nothing to do with you, Master Yin.]

Mu Qingli stopped talking and resumed reading her book.

After school in the evening, it was Fu Lanshen who picked her up.

"How was school today? Did anyone bully you?" Fu Lanshen reached out to take her backpack.

Mu Qingli raised her eyebrows slightly, "Uncle Seven, are you joking? I'm so formidable, who would dare to bully me?"

Fu Lanshen let out a rare chuckle, "With your tiny frame, I could carry two of you."