However, not long after, Gong Jue started to have a headache again.
After eating its fill, the little packrat rubbed his round tummy and regained his fighting power. He curled his lips at Gu Qiqi, "Are you illiterate? You don't even recognize a single French word, so you're deliberately using this commoner food to fool around?"
Gong Jue frowned. "Gong Ting! Control yourself!"
Every time he called the little brat by his full name, it meant that he was truly a little angry.
However, the little packrat still twisted his head awkwardly. He did not look at Gu Qiqi, nor did he intend to take back his provocative words.
Hmph, this was the first time he had eaten spicy food after being tricked by a female fox. If he didn't retort, he wouldn't be called Gong Ting.
Although the taste of this chili was completely beyond his imagination…
Gu Qiqi was not angry.
