Wen Muchu's eyes were filled with gentleness as he stared at Lan Xiao's expectant gaze.
"Yes, I'll help you vent your anger."
Lan Xiao's lips curled up as he beckoned to Wen Muchu.
Wen Muchu raised his eyebrows and leaned close to her ear.
Lan Xiao lowered his voice and said to Wen Muchu, " "Chu Chu, the person who made me unhappy was my master. Can you help me vent my anger?"
As Lan Xiao spoke, he squeezed Wen Muchu's palm, his eyes glimmering with a crystal clear light.
Wen Muchu was slightly startled. He coughed a few times in embarrassment.
"Ahem, ahem, I'm afraid I can't stand up for you with this Wufu. He's your master after all. He's equivalent to your elder. If I offend him, it doesn't seem good to punish him."
He really couldn't help with this.
Lan Xiao's face fell.
Dejected, she pulled the blanket over her and lay down.
Wen Muchu laid down as well and asked her as he put his arm around her shoulders when he saw her depressed look.