"..."
Hearing Mo Shisheng's teasing, Qingluan gave a low snort, walked over and placed the lunchbox in Mo Shisheng's hand, then turned and left without looking back.
Watching Qingluan turn away with an air of arrogance, Mo Shisheng couldn't help but chuckle softly. He lowered his eyes to look at the lunchbox in his hand, paused for only a moment, and then walked towards the bedroom.
As soon as she opened the door, Mo Shisheng felt a resentful and aggrieved gaze fall upon her.
She was slightly taken aback. When she looked up, she saw a tall, slender man sitting on the bed, his long, narrow black eyes fixed on her.
"..."
For some reason, Mo Shisheng could see a hint of grievance on the man's exquisitely handsome face.
Realizing his own thoughts, he couldn't help but twitch his lips. "Are you feeling wronged?"
After asking that question, Mo Shisheng wanted to slap herself. What kind of ridiculous question was that! How could Ming Beiya possibly...?
"yes."
I feel wronged...
She suddenly stopped speaking, looking at the man in disbelief, and continued to ask, "What?"
“I feel so wronged, Ah Sheng has been away from me for so long.”
As if afraid that Mo Shisheng wouldn't understand, Ming Beiya spoke very slowly, yet very clearly, word by word.
"..."
Mo Shisheng's eye twitched again. He carried the lunchbox to the bedside and sat down, placing the lunchbox on the side. Inside were three dishes and a soup.
The soup was made by Mo Shisheng early in the morning, but Qingluan helped her put it in a lunchbox.
It smells delicious, but it's not greasy at all.
Ming Beiya took a sniff and immediately recognized that it was soup made by Mo Shisheng. A glint of light flashed in his eyes. "Did Asheng make this for me herself?"
"no."
Mo Shisheng glanced at Ming Beiya indifferently, looking at him with the same eyes she would give an idiot, and then put a blade of grass to the man's lips.
Seeing this, Ming Beiya turned his head slightly to the side, his brows furrowing slightly. "I want to drink the soup first."
"That was for the dog."
Seeing that Ming Beiya had dodged, Mo Shisheng couldn't help but glare at him with her captivating peach blossom eyes. "Hurry up and eat."
"Woof!"
Mo Shisheng: "???????"
Seeing that Mo Shisheng didn't seem to react, Ming Beiya coughed lightly, "Woof woof woof!"
Mo Shisheng: "???????"
Are you an idiot?
Mo Shisheng was utterly speechless. She had only made this soup for the dog, and this man actually started barking like a dog?
Yet, it doesn't feel out of place at all; it's incredibly cute and adorable.
"Can I drink it now, Ah Sheng?"
Faced with Mo Shisheng's disdain, Ming Beiya simply smiled faintly, his eyes full of doting affection.
Mo Shisheng couldn't help but be drawn to his dark, jade-like eyes. When she looked over, she realized that his eyes seemed to reflect only her.
This feeling is wonderful; it's as if the emptiness in my heart has been filled in an instant, and I feel very happy.
Seemingly noticing Mo Shisheng's change, Ming Beiya simply smiled and remained silent, raising his hand to gently pinch Mo Shisheng's cheek, signaling her to come back to her senses.
Mo Shisheng, who had just had her cheek pinched, suddenly came to her senses and saw the man looking at her.
Thinking about how she had just been staring at Ming Beiya in a daze, Mo Shisheng felt incredibly embarrassed.
He hurriedly lowered his head and frantically picked up the bowl of soup, only to pull his hand back after being burned.
Seeing that Mo Shisheng had been burned, Ming Beiya frowned and reached out to take her hand. He noticed that her index finger was bright red from the burn, and without thinking, he put it between his lips and sucked on it, trying to relieve her pain...
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