In his brief moment of distraction, Mu Qingli had already placed the firefly into the glass jar, but due to Fu Lanshen's lapse in attention, the hard-caught firefly managed to fly away just like that.
"Uncle Seven! Weren't you supposed to quickly put the lid on? You're really clumsy!" Mu Qingli couldn't help but complain.
If it had been before, even if Mu Qingli had ten times the courage, she wouldn't have dared to complain about Fu Lanshen...
But now it was different.
Without realizing it, even Mu Qingli herself hadn't noticed that in her heart, she had already come to see Fu Lanshen as the person closest to her.
Instead of objecting to Mu Qingli's complaints, Fu Lanshen actively admitted his fault, "I'm sorry, it was indeed my mistake. Don't be angry, I'll catch you another one."
"Really?" Mu Qingli raised an eyebrow slightly.
The corners of Fu Lanshen's lips moved slightly, "A promise from a gentleman is as difficult to retract as a galloping horse."