Feng Fuce raised his eyebrows slightly, with a faint smile playing at the corners of his thin lips.
Guoguo, Tang yuan, they are all food...
This little rascal, is there nothing else in her mind?
Soon, the sky turned gloomy.
There was still some time before dawn.
Zhi'er was holding the Tang yuan, already drowsy.
Her little head nodded off, leaning against Feng Fuce's shoulder.
But every time she was about to fall asleep, Zhi'er quickly woke up again.
She looked down at the little panda in her arms and, seeing that it was sleeping soundly, felt a bit more at ease.
Around them, Lai Si and the others were already fast asleep, oblivious to the world.
At this time, they all had a rag stuffed in their mouths because just a moment ago they accidentally snored, startling the almost asleep Zhi'er.
Feng Fuce had someone block their mouths.
Outside, the moonlight was deep. Lei Hu and the Xiu Luo Envoys patrolled and kept watch.
The room was so quiet it made people drowsy.
