Holding various food containers, hugging the Little Fox, and resting her head on Ding Fengchun's shoulder, Qiao An felt utterly content. This, right here, was the meaning of life.
Mu Zimo drove in silence, while Ding Fengchun couldn't help but start nagging.
"You need to be more careful, you know. You can't always be so reckless and impulsive..."
"If something really happens, you need to learn to ask for help. Aren't Captain Mu and Xie Shan around?"
Qiao An just listened obediently, her eyes narrowed as she stroked the Little Fox's soft fur, occasionally offering a perfunctory "mhm, mhm, mhm" in response.
Seeing Qiao An's distracted expression, Ding Fengchun grew even more irritated.
"Stop with the 'mhm, mhm, mhm.' It's obvious you're not listening. If you keep this up, I'm going to get angry!"
Ding Fengchun had plenty of ways to get to Qiao An, like not making her meals or ignoring the little menagerie of animals she was raising.
