How come this was completely different from what he had imagined!?
Qiuqiu had thought that his master would be picking him up in joy after not seeing him for such a long time. Even if she didn't shower him with kisses, she would at least caress him fondly!
What the heck was happening now?
How come his master was beating him up?
Wuwuwu… The little treant scurried away while flailing his branches about.
Qiao Mu chased after him. "Don't you run away!"
"Who told you to act on your own and decide for yourself! Stand right there for me!" Qiao Mu flew up and landed in front of Qiuqiu in a huff.
"Masta." Qiuqiu called weakly. He subconsciously backed away and whimpered, "Qiuqiu has confidence in my self-restoration."
