There’s no need to tell us who these people are, right?
Liu Chuxia said in a mean way.
Fei Zhemin had a dark face and said nothing.
In fact, I was furious. Why?
Why should she give the food she made with her own hands to that person!
[Wow, this is love, this is definitely love, right! 】
[As expected of a fan leader, she hit the point right away. I think Liu Chuxia is right. She gave the food to the puppy because she simply thought that it was the first time she made it by herself and she could only give it to the puppy. 】
[Are you serious?] Is it true that you won’t die if you eat that? 】
[Don't worry, Miss Bubble Gum is full of vitality. It's just half-cooked dough, just sprinkle some water on it. 】
[Now let’s make a bet. Do you think Miss Bubble Gum will eat it? 】
[Give her a bag of spicy strips and she will eat them.] 】
[No, I bet she'll go to the hospital. 】
[I wonder if Miss Zou Yunshu did this on purpose to release Miss Bubble Gum from confinement? Clear suspicion? 】
[You're thinking too much. I think it's just a matter of not wasting food no matter whether it tastes good or not. 】
At this time, Zou Yunshu came to the door of Cen Yueyue's room and handed the noodle lump to Cen Yueyue.
"Nothing strange happened, right?"
Cen Yueyue took the bowl and started eating without being picky at all. She asked questions while eating and didn't even frown while eating.
Zou Yunshu: ...
"How do you think it tastes?"
"It's delicious, what's wrong?"
Cen Yueyue continued to eat as she spoke. The food was clearly undercooked, but she acted like a normal person and didn't look like she was lying at all.
"I thought...you were a picky eater."
Cen Yueyue slurped a few times, swallowed the last piece of dough, and wiped her mouth with a tissue.
"It used to be, but it depends on who made it. You made the dough, right?"
Zou Yunshu: ...
"How do you know?"
Cen Yueyue pointed to a few spots of flour on her arms.
"You are a young lady who has never touched a dish before. This spot is obviously stained by dough kneading, so this bowl is most likely made by you."
Zou Yunshu: ...
"Are you not afraid that I will poison you?"
Wow, said Cen Yueyue.
"You really love me, then. Before sending me off, you even made me a last dinner with your own hands. If this isn't love, then what is?"
Zou Yunshu: ...
"Has anyone ever told you that you are narcissistic?"
"Yes, you."
Zou Yunshu: ...
"Hey, you guys are happily dating and cooking, but I'm confined alone, and you're not allowed to have a proper sense of humor? I'm almost going crazy."
As he said this, seeing that Zou Yunshu ignored him, he rolled around on the bed and said,
"It's so unfair. Some people only care about their date and not their ex-lover. They're going to die. They're going to die."
Zou Yunshu: ...
Not only is he narcissistic, he's also shameless, and most importantly, he loves to talk nonsense as always.
"Can you please grow up a little? How old are you?"
"No! I'm still a child."
Zou Yunshu: ...
"Did you get poisoned by my dough?"
Cen Yueyue: ...
In the end, Cen Yueyue was just laughing there, holding her stomach.
"You know that what you cook tastes terrible, so why are you giving it to me?"
Zou Yunshu said,
"Because wasting food is shameful, but I regret it now. I gave it to you, but you looked even more stupid. If I kill someone like this, haha."
Cen Yueyue: ...
What? A mental attack.
"Serial killer and childish are not inconsistent, little sister."
Cen Yueyue said this, placing her hand on her lips and smiling mysteriously.
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