The fluffy white hamster, carrying a slice of watermelon on its back, dashed in excitedly, squeaking: 'Ancestor, your beloved Xue Bao has brought you a melon!'
The fat rat leaped onto the sofa, eager to present its melon.
The melon has arrived.
Xue Qiu has brought the melon.
Bai Chuwei propped her chin with one hand, watching the three people at the door with interest, her tone lazy: "I prefer that melon."
Xue Qiu looked disappointedly at Duan Feihan: 'Mr. Duan, want some melon?'
Duan Feihan silently stared at the watermelon slice with Xue Qiu's white fur sticking to it and chose to refuse.
He Feng, who was punished by his sister to stand at the window, secretly glanced at Bai Chuwei. Seeing that she seemed to want to eat watermelon, he sneaked out while no one was paying attention.
The squeaks of the pet hamster were unintelligible to others, and no one cared.
