But even though she was fast, the Huos were faster.
The floor was spotless; only the bucket beside them had a bit of red.
"Huh? What are you guys mopping? Is that blood on the floor?"
Uncle Zhang glanced over indifferently; his expression was loving. "Yes, it's blood. Huo Qi caught a wild rabbit from somewhere and said it was for dinner tonight."
Dinner? Wild rabbit?
Song Rui's lips twitched. He took a deep breath and said, "We shall leave first, Mr. Huo. Bye."
"Watch your step."
Seeing that Huo Yunque's expression did not change at all, Song Yaoyao pouted her lips. "How does a rabbit have this much blood? Uncle Zhang, are you trying to fool a child? I bet Huo Qi dragged in a person."
"Pfff—"
Cough cough cough—
Her voice was soft and her expression was as calm as calm could be, but her words made Uncle Zhang choke and cough.
