Nangong Mo reached out to take away the folding fan covering her face.
"Get up, and eat the drumstick."
Yun Ran snorted and gave him a cold shoulder.
Behind her, a deep, pleasant male voice drifted in, but the words were not so pleasing.
"Two choices."
"Eat the drumstick."
"Or take the medicine first and then eat the drumstick."
"..."
Upon hearing this, Yun Ran scrambled up and glared at him angrily, "Nangong Mo, you're too much!"
The man lightly raised an eyebrow, indifferent.
Yun Ran looked at him and suddenly sighed in her heart.
[Oh well, why should a heroine fuss with a dog? The drumstick is my love, and it's so tasty! Why be difficult with myself?]
Thinking this way, Yun Ran swiftly finished off a drumstick.
While gnawing the drumstick, her mind was filled with:
[Nangong Mo, you bastard! Bite you, you dog man! Bite you to death!]
When the last bite went down, Yun Ran felt slightly unsatisfied.
