In the deep of night, a young man's pitiful voice kept coming from the room.
"No, Ranran..."
"This is too thrilling, I can't take it!"
"Boohoo, Ranran, you're so bad..."
Finally, a girl's voice sounded, unable to bear it any longer, "Shen Wu, enough!"
With this shout, Shen Wu stopped his performance. He seemed startled, looking at Wen Ran with a bewildered face. He had been crying moments ago, but on closer inspection, his eyes weren't even red.
Wen Ran looked at him coldly. With a "smack," she pulled out a bag of unfamiliar and uncooked small fruits from his storage Jade Pendant and ruthlessly tossed them out the window.
Shen Wu: "Meep..."
"Shut up."
He closed his mouth, his black, beady eyes not even blinking.
Wen Ran couldn't stand Shen Wu's affection for these worthless little things. Throwing them away was like taking his life, and he had to make those sounds that could easily be misunderstood!
