Start of the Great War (2)

When the barbecued meat was done, Du Ruan let go of Chu Mohe, his timing just right.

Chu Mohe ate the meat slices that Du Ruan handed over and leaned on his body, relaxed.

His eyes made Du Ruan narrow his eyes subconsciously. A time like this was really rare.

"Ruanruan, what gifts should we give when we return?" Chu Mohe asked casually, licking the corners of his mouth.

Du Ruan wiped the oil stains off the corners of Chu Mohe's mouth and said slowly, "How about crystal cores? Yiyi seems to like crystal cores."

"Oh, that's right. Let's give Yiyi a lot of crystal cores, then," Chu Mohe grinned happily.

Du Ruan's gaze turned soft.

"Sure, we'll do it your way."

On the streets, there were people coming and going, but if you looked closely, you would find that there was a faint green color on those people's skin, and some had protruding eyes.