"Nian Shutong, dinner is ready."
Fu Yunhe was the first to see her, coming to the stream, where the two of them looked at each other from opposite banks. He asked, puzzled, "Not hungry today?"
The most enthusiastic person about meal times was always Ha Ha, followed by Nian Shutong, of course.
He was also very eager, just more composed about it.
"Don't you think, if I were hungry, I wouldn't look for food? Must I come back home hungry?"
Come back home?
The word "home" made Fu Yunhe's heart warm, and he smiled like a spring breeze, shaking his head at the other bank.
"Of course not, what I mean is that your status is so high, we wouldn't dare to eat without you."
Nian Shutong laughed at Fu Yunhe's words, ran across the bridge, came to his side, and asked mysteriously, "Where's Rubble?"
"He's ready and waiting for you to make him something tasty."
Nian Shutong's eyes twinkled, she patted Fu Yunhe's arm and ran off saying, "Let's go eat."
"Rubble! Rubble!"
