Lord, the princess is beautiful and fierce

Chapter 9 A Full Meal

Chapter 9 A Full Meal

She grabbed a handful of white flour and kneaded it well, only to realize that there was no rolling pin at home. Shi Luo gave a wry smile. Fortunately, the kneaded dough was hard enough to make sliced ​​noodles...

Wei Congxi was sitting on a chair, and could vaguely see Shi Luo busy in the kitchen.

His eyes became darker and darker.

He didn't believe that a person would make such a big change in a short period of time. Thinking of Shi Luo's falling into the water in the morning, he clearly felt that she was not breathing, but he woke up again, and it seemed like a different person...

Either Shi Luo has some conspiracy and wants to plan some revenge on herself, but she is already like this, what else can she take revenge on?
Another possibility is that this is another person at all.

Thinking of this possibility, Wei Congxi was startled, and then shook her head. He had seen it just now, and the birthmark on Shi Luo's arm was still there, so she was Shi Luo himself...

But are there other possibilities?
No matter how much a person pretends to be, it is impossible to change his behavior?

Unless it's resurrection from a dead body?

Wei Congxi didn't really believe in strange powers and gods, so he just thought about it and then threw away the idea. He still felt that Shi Luo had some kind of conspiracy, maybe those who harmed him wanted to do something.

Shi Luo hummed, cooked the noodles, and mixed two cold dishes, one cucumber and one cold spinach. She swallowed, waiting for a big meal, but she didn't expect that Wei Congxi outside the door almost found out her secret.

The sun was about to set, and the yard was neither hot nor cold, so Shi Luo moved the broken table out of the house, put the noodles and vegetables on the table, and pushed Wei Congxi to the table with difficulty, she was already hungry There are stars in my eyes.

"Can I eat by myself?" Shi Luo pushed the bowl to Wei Congxi.

Wei Congxi nodded, but she didn't speak in a weird way.

Shi Luo picked up the chopsticks and ate it. She didn't have much to eat, just pawing.

Wei Congxi is left-handed, so there is no problem with eating with his left hand.

After taking the first bite, the first impression is that it is delicious. The sliced ​​noodles are strong, and the noodle soup is very light. When eaten with side dishes, it feels very ordinary and delicious.

Wei Congxi held the chopsticks, he hadn't eaten such a meal for a long time.

He fell from heaven to hell three years ago. He watched his parents die tragically but could not collect their corpses. He broke his legs. Those who flattered him in the past were indifferent, or fell into trouble. A tear, but now he is eating the noodles in the bowl, his eyes are actually red.

Shi Luo had already eaten a bowl, and when she saw Wei Congxi not moving with her chopsticks, she was a little surprised: "Is it not to your liking? You don't like noodles?"

"no!"

After Wei Congxi finished speaking, he wolfed down and started to eat, and quickly put a bowl of noodles into his stomach, and he pushed the bowl forward.

Shi Luo was amused and gave him another bowl.

Neither of the two disliked the other's ugly appearance, and soon they ate up a large bowl of noodles and the side dishes in front of them.

Shi Luo rubbed his belly, satisfied, as expected, there was nothing that a full meal couldn't solve.

Wei Congxi's mood was not so depressed.

The two were silent for a while, Shi Luo got up and cleaned up the dishes. There was still a fire in the stove. Fortunately, a pot of water was added to prepare for washing later. After falling into the water in the morning, she didn't change her clothes. Although she was dry early, but she Not feeling well, moreover, Shi Luo looked at Wei Congxi, he was also filthy.

With the water boiling, she sat in the yard and sorted out the things she bought today. There were four teacups, which looked good but were a bit monotonous.

Shi Luo handed one to Wei Congxi: "This is for you!"

Wei Congxi hesitated to take it, looked at the simple bamboo teacup in his hand, and lowered his eyes.

(End of this chapter)