Hua Mei seemed to have long forgotten who he was, and was downright hostile toward him.
And then...
This idiot actually started provoking and teasing it?
How could that be tolerated!
It mustered all its strength, launched itself over, and pecked hard at his finger.
Si Qingxiao only heard a sharp hiss of pain from the other end, and then the video call was cut off.
A few minutes later, Jiang Chengsi sent her a photo.
The back of his hand had been pecked by Hua Mei and was all swollen, which made her burst out laughing.
Jiang Chengsi had already been in a foul mood, and when Jiang Jinsang went to get him some bruise cream, he just had to say:
"Even a three-year-old kid knows not to stick their hand in front of a bird's beak. You're thirty already, how do you still get pecked by a bird?"
Jiang Chengsi clenched his teeth and stayed silent. Right now he only wanted to butcher Hua Mei and make bird soup.
