[he's so rude, although there isn't much complaining on lan sizhui's end. instead, he shifts, flattens his wolf ears against the top of his head and leans to kiss zhuque's earlobe.] Are you not? [another kiss, against the shell this time, then his head props against zhuque's.]
Don't tell me I'm expected to eat everything myself.
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Don't tell me I'm expected to eat everything myself.