Mu Xiaoting was taken aback for a moment, then nodded seriously, "I think your suggestion isn't bad, so can you help me out? It seems a bit difficult for me alone."
Chu Ge was sweating with disbelief inside. Did this Miss Mu really not catch his sarcasm?
With an expression of being unable to laugh or cry, Chu Ge rolled his eyes at Mu Xiaoting and waved the things in his hand, "Let me finish these first, then we can talk."
Hearing what Chu Ge said, Mu Xiaoting finally noticed the pile of vines, leaves, and branches in front of Chu Ge. She took another bite of the nameless fruit in her hand, curiously came over to Chu Ge's side, and squatted down.
"What are you doing?"
Chu Ge also picked up a nameless fruit, took a bite with a munch, and said indistinctly, "Making clothes."
"Huh? Just with these things? Making clothes? Won't it look terrible?"
