Mu Xiaowan looked at the man in front of her in confusion. She didn't reach out to take his letter, but thought for a while: "Your name is Li Hongjun?"
The poet's face froze: "My name is Wang Zhijun."
Mu Xiaowan apologized repeatedly: "I'm sorry, I remembered the name wrong. You'd better not write me any love poems. I can't understand them. Besides, I'm not Monkey King who can transform into 72 different forms, a fairy, moonlight, or trumpet creeper. I'm just an ordinary person."
"Ordinary people need to eat whole grains and get sick. So, don't write to me in the future. It's a waste."
Wang Zhijun blushed and looked at Mu Xiaowan in disbelief. How could the goddess in his heart say such vulgar words!
"Don't talk like that, I was just talking metaphorically, you're fine."
Mu Xiaowan shook her head: "Then you should find someone else to write poems for her. I'm not good at all. I swear and I can hit people. And I don't like people like you."
Wang Zhijun blushed. He felt that he would not make a mistake. Mu Xiaowan said this on purpose. He stuttered when he was excited. "Don't say that. You are very good and you have a lovely personality. You are an excellent girl."
Mu Xiaowan was helpless: "I didn't lie, and I also know that I'm good. Besides, I have someone I like, and he's very powerful and awesome."
Wang Zhijun obviously didn't believe it: "I have the right to like you too."
Mu Xiaowan chuckled: "You do, but don't write me these sour poems in the future. I won't read them anyway. You should write them for those who understand."
After she turned to leave, Wang Zhijun reached out and grabbed her wrist even faster.
I finally mustered up the courage to confess my feelings to Mu Xiaowan in person, how could I let her go like this?
So on impulse, he reached out and grabbed Mu Xiaowan's wrist: "Don't leave yet."
Mu Xiaowan was very angry. She hated it most when someone suddenly touched her. Her pretty face turned cold: "Let go!"
Wang Zhijun was still stuttering: "I...I really like you, please...if you read the letter, you will definitely...like me too."
Mu Xiaowan didn't understand where this man got his confidence from, and his attitude became even worse: "Hurry up and let go, or don't blame me for being rude."
Wang Zhijun finally found the courage to confess his love to the goddess, so he was stubborn and refused to let go: "Listen to me, I really admire you... You are my goddess, the Queen Mother of the Nine Heavens who came to the world."
Before he could finish his words, Mu Xiaowan turned around, punched Wang Zhijun in the chest with her elbow, then turned around and kicked him, knocking him to the ground.
What she hates most is when someone touches her. If she wants to talk, she can just talk. But isn't touching someone seeking death?
Therefore, Mu Xiaowan did not hold back when she attacked.
Wang Zhijun never thought that Mu Xiaowan would attack him. How could a fairy-like person be so rude? He sat on the ground, holding his chest and pointing at Mu Xiaowan: "You...how can you be so rude?"
Mu Xiaowan glared at him and said, "I am just so rude. If you dare to come to me again in the future, I will beat you every time I see you. And if you dare to appear in front of me again for those poems you wrote, I will beat you again."
Wang Zhijun pointed at Mu Xiaowan and kept saying "you, you, you" for a long time, but couldn't say anything else. He got up and left in shame and anger.
He never expected that Mu Xiaowan would be such a rude woman, not at all the lively and fairy-like image in his mind.
Mu Xiaowan clapped her hands and watched Wang Zhijun leave angrily. She couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief, hoping that this annoying guy would not bother her again in the future.
When he turned around, he was stunned and looked at Zhou Luancheng not far away in surprise. He was standing there with a smile on his face. He didn't know how long he had been there, nor how much he had seen and heard.
It seems that he must have seen her beating Wang Zhijun, but I don’t know if you heard what she said, that the person she likes is a heroic and mighty man.
He touched his nose uncomfortably, then touched his ears, looked at Zhou Luancheng, and began to stutter: "You...when did you come? Why didn't you say anything?"
Zhou Luancheng came over with a smile, stopped in front of Mu Xiaowan, and reached out to touch the top of her head: "I just got here too. Did he write a love poem for you?"
Mu Xiaowan nodded somewhat embarrassedly: "Well, I didn't even look at it."
Zhou Luancheng smiled and said, "Do you like it?"
Mu Xiaowan didn’t understand: “What do you like?”
Zhou Luancheng: "Love letters, do you like love letters and love poems?"
Mu Xiaowan blushed, shook her head and nodded: "I don't like what others write, but I will definitely like it if you write it."
Zhou Luancheng smiled again, this time with a smile in his eyes: "Good girl, come on, I'll take you to dinner."
Mu Xiaowan was no longer so embarrassed. Instead, she became curious: "Aren't you busy with a case? How do you have time to come?"
Zhou Luancheng didn't give a specific reason: "I'm going to rest for a few days, what do you want to eat?"
Mu Xiaowan really thought about it seriously: "Let's go to Donglaishun to eat mutton hotpot."
Zhou Luancheng had no objection: "Let's go, do you have self-study classes in the evening?"
Mu Xiaowan shook her head: "Not tonight."
Zhou Luancheng nodded: "Then let's go eat first, and then go to the movies."
The corners of Mu Xiaowan's lips couldn't help but rise, and she smiled with sparkling eyes.
Zhou Luancheng looked at her and smiled, and couldn't help feeling happy. He didn't know why, but whenever he saw Mu Xiaowan, his mood would always improve.
Mu Xiaowan was talkative while eating: "This mutton is delicious, and the breast lard is also delicious, you try it."
"Oh, this tripe can't be cooked for too long, otherwise it won't be crispy. It should be eaten after it has been cooked for a while, just like fried tripe. It will be delicious this way. Come and try it."
"This is lamb blood tofu. It's also delicious, tender and a little sweet. Just eat it like this, without dipping it in sauce."
"Fried steamed buns with stinky tofu are simply a perfect match. This steamed bun slice is fried really well. I'll spread some stinky tofu on it for you."
While chattering like this, Mu Xiaowan kept feeding Zhou Luancheng.
Zhou Luancheng actually ate a lot without realizing it, and didn't feel any discomfort, which even he found incredible.
Mu Xiaowan smiled as she watched Zhou Luancheng finish his meal: "Isn't it delicious? Every time I come here, I can eat five servings of mutton by myself."
Zhou Luancheng didn't doubt Mu Xiaowan's ability at all. This girl really had a good appetite.
One person can eat the food rations of an entire family.
Mu Xiaowan watched Zhou Luancheng swallow the last bite before asking, "Have you been seeing a doctor recently?"
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