The weary birds have already returned to their nests, and the children in the village are also heading home for dinner at the calls of the adults.
A tall and a short figure gradually blend into the night; just from their backs, they seem harmonious, as if they hadn't just had an argument.
[Ancient Martial System: Haven't you noticed the paint on Gu Chi's face?]
[Miaomiao: I noticed, just didn't remind him. It's a punishment!]
The system hesitated to speak.
Realizing there's paint on Gu Chi's face, didn't it occur to her that he might've left traces on her face too when he pinched her cheek?
Sometimes the host is very clever, but other times, she's adorably silly.
The adorably silly Tuanzi returned to room number 3, and upon smelling the aroma of food, she exaggeratedly opened her mouth wide.
"Dinner today must be delicious!"
She was very hungry, but now she felt like showing off more.
"Brother Pei Hai, Brother Wangchao, look, Brother Gu Chi drew a picture of Miaomiao!"
