A sun-drenched day.
A small boat drifted on the picturesque Shuiqu Lake in the city.
A cute little fellow, like a jade snow sculpture, sat on it, squinting her big, watery eyes as she looked at the siblings on the opposite side of the table.
Yuan Zhen picked up the teacup with both hands, offering it as if to make amends.
Feng Fuce was far away, only seeing Yuan Ruxin say something, and Yuan Zhen's expression changed, immediately turning his head to reprimand.
Lu Wang followed behind Feng Fuce.
He had just returned from the Heavenly Mountain, bringing back the snow water.
"Lord Demon," Lu Wang whispered, "this mortal little girl is so casual, she goes out to meet anyone who asks her, how can she be your Demon Pet?"
"In my opinion, it would be better to just..." Murderous intent appeared in Lu Wang's eyes.
However, before he could finish, he was interrupted by Feng Fuce.
