"That's right—" The Cheshire Cat lowered his gaze slightly, with a rather playful smile on his face: "So it's a pity that you always avoid new flaxseed oil products—even though Chu Moyin didn't say it, he is very attentive to your allergens."
"So it's okay if I eat it?"
The Cheshire Cat pressed down a pale green pastry on the cabinet, which was decorated with flowers woven from dried sausages.
Fresh snacks jumped out from the blank space, and she held the small plate and pushed it in front of Chu Shangli.
The strong smell of linseed oil hits you in the face——
It probably contained a lethal amount of linseed oil.
"Would you like to give it a try?"
“…”
"Really? You don't want to try it? What a pity—"
The Cheshire Cat patted the head of the grinning cat-like robot vacuum cleaner at its feet and whispered a strange command:
The sweeping robot immediately slid its wheels and walked towards the door on the side.
It couldn't open the door, but when it approached the door, the door opened immediately.
In less than half a minute, a piece of paper was stuck to its mouth.
Adsorbing a piece of paper does not mean holding a piece of paper, but adsorbing it.
The Cheshire Cat took the paper down and placed it in front of Chu Shangli.
It is an "allergen test report".
It was a picture of the Cheshire Cat, and the allergen listed above it was "linseed oil."
And a long list of other things—
After confirming that Chu Shangli had seen his allergens, the Cheshire Cat ate most of the snack.
"Hello--!"
Chu Shangli looked at her nervously——
But she didn't show any abnormality.
"Look, nothing's wrong. Don't you really want to give it a try?"
Chu Shangli's heart was moved for a moment, but he quickly calmed down.
"No, I really don't want it—" Chu Shangli shook his head: "A test report doesn't mean anything, and you know my sister..."
"Hmm? Do you think we're trying to team up to frame someone? But Ying Meng brought you to me without any reservation, right?"
"Although not, there is no guarantee that you have already made a plan in advance-"
"Listen—" the Cheshire Cat laughed, "She's doubting you, Ying Meng. You should hate being doubted, right?"
"I really hate it, but - at the same time, I'm used to it - although I hate it, I have to get used to it -" Ying Meng spread out his hands with his palms facing up: "There's nothing in my hands - I have no interest in nor do I want to deliberately frame anyone. If you insist on thinking about me in this way, I can't prove myself - and I can't prove that the Cheshire Cat and Miss Chu Moyin did not discuss anything in private. My trust is worthless at this time - in other words, it's up to you. But I hope Miss Chu Moyin doesn't hear your malicious speculation, otherwise she will be sad, right?"
"No, no, no, I don't think she will be sad. In fact, Miss Chu Moyin is a bit of a masochist. It's really remarkable that she knows all this and still persists."
The Cheshire Cat ate the whole dessert—
"You know the difference between eating it and not eating it. If you eat it, your heart might be torn apart, and the foundation of your life will be shaken. Not everyone wants to endure that kind of painful challenge..." The Cheshire Cat took out another piece of the same dessert: "I'll prepare adrenaline - if you really die here, neither Miss Chu Moyin nor Ying Meng will let me go..."
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