Watching Gray Wind stand in front of Qin Moyu, puffed up like an angry little cat, "Wang Dong'er" could not help but laugh. "Little sister Gray Wind, you should speak with evidence."
"I was obviously helping Brother Mo Yu improve his cultivation. This is... well, part of the plan," "Wang Dong'er" said casually.
"Who's your little sister?! Don't call me so affectionately. I'm not close to you!"
Gray Wind clenched her little fists, puffed out her cheeks, and huffed angrily. "Is that how you help someone? You're clearly using cultivation as an excuse to covet my master, you shrimp-headed woman!"
"Alright, alright... Gray Wind, don't be so angry. Things aren't what you think. Don't cry and make a fuss again~"
Qin Moyu helplessly rubbed his forehead, patting Gray Wind's hair as he comforted the bristling Little Gray Wind.
But those words made Gray Wind completely break down.
"Master, why are you still speaking up for her? Woohoohoo~"
"A new generation replaces the old. Does Master think Little Gray Wind is too old now? Woohoohoo~"
Gray Wind climbed all over Qin Moyu, wrapping herself around him like an octopus as she sniffled, "Let's go home. We're not staying here. We don't want to play with this bad woman!"
Gray Wind said indignantly, "What's so great about her? If Master really wants one, just mod Little Gray Wind up and install a breast augmentation module. Big Gray Wind would definitely be more useful than this bad woman!"
"???"
Qin Moyu's face immediately darkened, and he could no longer keep a straight face. "What the hell are you talking about?"
As he spoke, Qin Moyu lifted Gray Wind off himself with one hand and fiercely pinched her fair, dewy little cheeks. "You're not allowed to say such weird things again, understand?!"
"Wooo~ Little