He doesn't care about his misunderstanding at all?
Mu Qingchen's complexion turned terrifyingly dark.
Little Jingkong scratched his small head with both hands.
Did I not explain it clearly? It seems like Qingchen brother got even angrier.
The guard returned with an armful of fruit, "I've tasted them, there's no poison, they're both sour and sweet, and quite delicious actually."
Gu Jiao took a big, red fruit and, wiping it with a cloth, handed it to Little Jingkong.
Little Jingkong sat up straight in Gu Jiao's arms, holding the large fruit with both hands, and took a bite—
Little Jingkong's expression turned into that of a sour meme.
Gu Jiao: Uh, I forgot Jingkong just had some sugar.
Little Jingkong shifted his little butt and continued to eat the sour fruit, nibbling on it.
Taking a bite, he looked up at Gu Jiao.
Gu Jiao watched him curiously, "Not sour anymore?"
