Leng Mujing sat at the dining table and looked at the thermos box in front of her in surprise. "You did this?!"

Wei Xi sat opposite him with her head in her hands, looking at Leng Mujing innocently, with an expression of disbelief. There was a hint of grievance in her voice, "Yeah, what's wrong?"

Leng Mujing smiled awkwardly, "It's nothing." Maybe it was because she had never seen her cook before, so she couldn't believe it, but more importantly, she was probably happy.

The steaming chicken soup in the thermos in front of you looks very appetizing.

Under Wei Xi's expectant gaze, Leng Mujing carefully scooped up a small spoonful of soup with her uninjured hand, then put it to her mouth... and drank.

One second...

Two seconds...

Three seconds...

Wei Xi saw something wrong with Leng Mujing's expression. What was going on with that frown? His whole face seemed to be distorted... "What's wrong? Doesn't it taste good?" Wei Xi stretched out her hand and grabbed it from his hand.

He wanted to take a sip from his spoon, but the other party dodged it and said, "No!"

Leng Mujing smiled at her, "No...it tastes good."

Wei Xi looked at him suspiciously. His expression was like that just now. Is there really no problem? If he had known that he should have tried it before bringing it to him, but he seemed to be gritting his teeth after hearing what he just said.

But seeing Jing's next action dispelled Wei Xi's worries.

What... Wei Xi snickered in her heart, but couldn't help but said softly to Leng Mujing, who was devouring the food, "Slow down a little, there's no one to compete with you..."

Leng Mujing lowered his head to drink the soup, holding back the overwhelming pain in his stomach. Oh my god... was this girl going to poison him to death...

After finishing the chicken soup in the thermos box very quickly, Leng Mujing raised his head and smiled gently at Wei Xi, but there was a trace of reluctance.

Wei Xi stood up and was reaching out to take the thermos box when Leng Mujing smiled and said, "Xiao Xi, please go out and have a rest first. I'll just wash it for you."

Wei Xi looked at Leng Mujing's injured hand with some embarrassment. She was about to say no, but Leng Mujing waved her hand and pushed her out. "It's okay. Don't worry."

After hesitating for a moment, Wei Xi smiled knowingly and turned to the living room.

Leng Mujing breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and rushed into the bathroom next to her.

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Wei Xi looked around at the surrounding decorations, and had to admit that Leng Mujing had a good sense of aesthetics. His eyes fell on the second floor. Wei Xi turned his head and glanced slyly at the kitchen, and walked up the cold and smooth stairs lightly.

Opening the door to the room, Wei Xi poked her head in, but was so shocked that she couldn't say a word. With a shake of her hand, the door automatically pushed open.

The walls in the room are covered with posters of a girl. The dazzling light shines on the girl's face, and her exquisite and elegant makeup makes her look extraordinary.

Wei Xi stared blankly at the face of the girl on the poster, which was exactly the same, but why could she still hear a sound like glass breaking in her heart... Because she knew - that girl was not her!!!

The face is exactly the same, but the difference is that - Wei Xi's face is a little confused, but the girl on the poster she is looking at has an indifferent expression that is completely opposite to her, with a trace of alienation, and her eyes seem to be unfocused.
Chapter completed!