Mo Qi held the remaining piece of corn stalk in his hand, standing there with a pitiful look on his face, he sneakily glanced at Ji Nuan.
Observing the tall beast-man, looking like a wronged little wife, Ji Nuan couldn't help but smile, "Mo Qi, if you eat them all now, there won't be any delicious food growing in the future."
Mo Qi hurriedly tossed the remaining stalk on the ground and widened his eyes, saying, "Then I won't eat anymore, if I bury it back, will it grow delicious fruits?"
Ji Nuan laughed, "No worries, just don't eat the rest of these."
Mo Qi nodded heavily, "Mmm, Mo Qi knows, Mo Qi won't eat anymore."
Ya Li rolled his eyes from the side, questioning himself if this imbecile was really his childhood friend.
Watching Mo Qi pick up the stalk he'd just thrown to the ground, dusting it off, and happily put it back in his mouth to chew, Ji Nuan couldn't help feeling amused.
Out of curiosity, Ji Nuan asked, "Mo Qi, do you really like this sweet stuff a lot?"