Upon hearing the growling stomach, Little Wuya rolled her eyes.
Little Zhiyo embarrassedly scratched his head.
He had emptied his stockpile, so he was hungry.
"Here, these are freshly picked Spirit Fruits, your favorite to eat."
Though Little Wuya was annoyed, she still threw a few freshly picked fruits to Little Zhiyo.
"Thank you, little wife."
Little Zhiyo was deeply grateful. After last night's Senluo Ghost Fruit incident, he realized what it means to invite trouble through what you eat.
He decided that unless it was from Hong Meng Heaven, he would absolutely not eat it.
He actually wanted to call Little Wuya 'wife' like Di Shen does, but didn't want to repeat him, so after thinking, he came up with 'little wife'.
"You're not allowed to call me little wife!"
Little Wuya was furious and violently knocked Little Zhiyo on the head.
The latter could only roll and crawl, rolling down from the bed while still holding those few Spirit Fruits.
