"Let go, let go!" Little Lecher was so furious that veins bulged.
Dongfang Minghui even saw the vine tendril that always swayed over Little Lecher's head stand straight up. Clearly, Little Fatty had infuriated Little Lecher. Seeing Little Fatty crunch down twice as though eating something delicious, she hurriedly cupped those soft cheeks in both hands. Only upon touching them did she realize how smooth the skin was. Still, she steeled herself and pulled the cheeks apart, exposing Little Fatty's teeth. They were nothing like an ordinary child's teeth-every single one was sharp. The sight gave her quite a fright. "Little Fatty, let go. This isn't good to eat."
Little Fatty glanced at Little Lecher with those pitch-black eyes and reluctantly let go.
"Is this something you can eat?" Little Lecher was practically smoking from all seven orifices. In all those years, Little Lecher had always been the one gnawing on others, and had never met anyone more overbearing. "Little Fatty, remember this! No, I'll remember you!"
Little Fatty reached out a plump little paw and grabbed Little Lecher's vine again.
Little Lecher instantly bristled. "Let go! Let go now!"
Their racket made Dongfang Minghui's head ache. She had not noticed before, but Little Fatty was first-rate at causing trouble. She could forget that name "Good Luck."
Qian Wanyu opened her eyes and smiled at Ninth Sister, then cast a puzzled glance at Toothless, who had remained motionless on the ground.
"Ninth Sister, come here."
Mairon had been resting nearby, but the commotion caused by the two little ones made him look over curiously as well.
Dongfang Minghui nodded apologetically to him, then obediently hurried to Qian Wanyu's side. "Seventh Sister, what is it?"
Qian Wanyu glanced at Little Fatty, who had followed closely behind her. "What's wrong with Toothless?