On the other side.
Huanhuan and Changzhou had been in the back mountain for quite a while, looking a bit disheveled from catching chickens, ducks, and rabbits, but luckily the sack was filled with caught prey.
At this moment, they were engaged in a heated argument with others.
Huanhuan's double spiral bun was slightly messy, her charming face stained with some dirt, and the sleeve of her arm was torn with a small hole, which she paid little attention to.
There are two types of hairstyles: buns and loops. Buns are solid, loops are hollow.
She glared angrily at the boy in black opposite her and said harshly, "This rabbit is mine, I caught it, why are you taking it?"
Obviously, the person opposite wasn't easy to deal with either.
The boy in black raised his eyes and eyebrows slightly, angrily retorting, "It ran to my feet on its own, what's wrong with me catching it?"
