Lu Feng bowed his head and got closer. He heard An Zhe whisper, “I am also a heterogeneous.”

“Yes.” Lu Feng stated. “A little heterogeneous.”

“Do you think mushrooms are ugly?”

“You are fine.” Lu Feng replied. “White looks good.”

“What if I was a grey mushroom?”

“It’s good.”

“What about a black mushroom?”

“Also good.”

“What about colourful mushrooms?”

“Hmm.” Lu Feng looked at him with no expression. “I’ll give you a white mushroom to eat.”

This person had a characteristic. The more he made fun of people, the more serious he looked. Thus, An Zhe was also expressionless as he said, “I’ll eat you.”

Lu Feng laughed softly and picked him up, changing An Zhe’s posture. Lu Feng was originally holding him sideways and now they were facing each other.

An Zhe fell forward like he was boneless, just barely touching Lu Feng’s forehead. It was unusual. He still had bones but at this time, there was a feeling of laziness in every bone. He didn’t back away. Lu Feng’s nose was high, causing him to feel a bit itchy. Thus, he rubbed against it before burying his head in Lu Feng’s shoulder.

Lu Feng hugged him and rubbed his head. He also seemed to smile as he hugged An Zhe tighter.

The communicator turned one and off, on and off again. Dr Ji was still tirelessly sending out messages of slander. Lu Feng glanced at the doctor’s angry words, remembered the previous conversation and turned to An Zhe.

He asked, “Are my moral standards high?”

“Eh?” An Zhe didn’t understand for a while. He thought about it and answered, “You’re a good person.”

“Oh.”

An Zhe felt that his answer might’ve been a bit perfunctory and added, “You’re very good to us.”

Lu Feng asked, “How about to you?”

“To me…” An Zhe mused. “Sometimes you aren’t so good.”

“You can answer it again.”

An Zhe couldn’t speak and Lu Feng laughed again. His small laugh caused his chest to tremble slightly. An Zhe was very close to him and could feel it. Lu Feng didn’t speak anymore, so An Zhe started to think.

Naturally, Lu Feng was good to him. He would inevitably get injured in the Abyss. Sometimes, he only had a bit of blood on his arm and Lu Feng’s attitude when treating it made him feel that he had broken an arm. If An Zhe wanted to do something, he wouldn’t stop it. If An Zhe didn’t want to do something or didn’t agree to do something, even if this rarely happened, Lu Feng wouldn’t ask for it.

However, this man often bullied him regarding small matters. This man had revealed his essence from the moment when he arrested An Zhe.