Murong washed the vegetables and started shifting closer to Chi Yan, nudging him with his arm.
"Brother Chi, where's your gift? Why haven't you brought it out?"
Chi Yan casually glanced at him, with no intention of answering.
His gift was none of Murong's business.
Always prying into everything, Murong was too curious.
"Brother Chi, you're too slow. Qin Mingzhou has beaten you to it." Murong shook his head; Brother Chi was usually so clever, why did he always drop the ball at the crucial moment?
"Wash your vegetables." Chi Yan finally responded to him, but this response was almost worse than none at all.
"You're not proactive at all. If someone snatches Little Galaxy away, you'll regret it." Murong gave him a disdainful look, then hurried to wash the vegetables before Chi Yan could make a move.
If he was a bit slower, he wouldn't have gotten to wash the vegetables.