Mo Yan: "What do you think?" Picking up a big pork bun, Mo Yan bit into it. "Delicious."
"Of course it's delicious, it's bought by my sister."
Feng Yi also picked up a big pork bun and began to eat. Unexpectedly, he heard Mo Yan say, "I've noticed that you're becoming more and more skilled, not only clingy and good at networking, but also childish."
"When did I network?"
Feng Yi glared.
Mo Yan: "You didn't network? In just a short time you've acknowledged a new sister for yourself?"
"Sister Kang Li is Uncle Song's and Mother Qi's goddaughter, so she's my sister too," Feng Yi said, somewhat childishly, puffing up indignantly, "I know you're envious of me, but there's nothing you can do about it. That's just because you're not me."
Mo Yan, with a slightly stunned expression: "…You won't even admit you're being childish. Look at you, I've never seen such a childish brat!"
"I may be a brat, but so are you!"
Feng Yi retorted.
