Chu Miao took Fang Yao back to the fifteenth floor. They appeared at the door of the apartment they had decided to use as a dining area.
She knocked on the door and waited until a soldier came to open it before going inside.
"Fairy sister!" The person who opened the door was Fu Nie.
He just blurted out the first thing that came to mind before his brain could register. Chu Miao didn't care what they called her anymore.
"Take him to shower and ask someone who knows how to cook to make him light porridge. Add some minced meat and vegetables. In short, make it nutritious and well-balanced, but light.
Are there any warm clothes he can wear?" Chu Miao instructed Fu Nie, but then remembered that these soldiers probably didn't have any decent clothes.
"Eeh…well, we only have combat uniforms. Is that okay for him?" Fu Nie asked as he scratched the back of his head.
It was a habit he developed and does it when nervous or in a dilemma.
