"Just don't tell him about me…" Hua Lang typed on the computer, his small ears downcast as he stared at the screen.
To be honest, his best friend looked like he hated the idea of being hated by that angel guy outside.
Hua Lang had never really been bothered by other people disliking him. Even when someone was angry with him or had a problem with him, he usually didn't care much.
But seeing someone actually affect him this strongly was a strange occurrence in itself.
Jun Ming picked up the piglet and looked at him from side to side, still having a hard time believing what was happening. "Are you really Hua Lang? Or am I supposed to join the psychiatric ward because I'm talking to a pig?"
The piglet immediately wriggled out of his hold and landed on the floor. He glared up at Jun Ming before quickly running back to the computer. His little hooves pressed against the keyboard.
Shut your useless mouth.
Jun Ming stared at the words for a moment.
