The improved female villains regained their memories.

After saying all that, Murong Xu got back to the point: "So what are you doing here?"

Su Feng pursed his lips, unsure whether he should speak.

Murong Xu sat down next to her and tempted her like a devil: "You know I'm very reliable. Tell me what's bothering you, and I'll help you solve it."

Su Feng looked up at him and asked, "Really?"

Murong Xu patted her chest with a smile: "It's absolutely true."

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Su Fengqing shared her troubles.

Finally, she said dejectedly, "Brother Sikong clearly doesn't like sweets, yet he ate so much before. I don't understand, if he doesn't like them, why did he eat them all?"

"Hahaha, what is it? So that's all there is to it." Murong Xu laughed. "I thought it was something else. The answer is simple: he has nothing else to eat, so he can only eat yours."

"Oh, is that so?" Su Feng looked at him blankly.

"Of course, do you think I don't know how much that pig Sikong Xuan can eat?" Murong Xu said indignantly, "Before you came, he was so afraid of the cooks that he would eat them as soon as they were cooked, and the gang members would avoid him. Now that he has finally caught you, the cook who is willing to give him food, he is overjoyed."

"Is this...is that so?"

"That's absolutely right. Don't I know Sikong Xuan well?"

Murong Xu had a confident expression on her face.

Su Fengqing felt dizzy and disoriented. She felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't refute Murong Xu's words.

“He doesn’t like sweets, you can do this,” Murong Xu analyzed and then gave her another suggestion, “Sprinkle more salty sauce and chili seeds on your desserts, then he’ll love them.”

"But... is this still a dessert?"

"Whether it's dessert or savory, as long as Sikong Xuan likes it, that's all that matters."

"Ah, oh......."

"Alright, I've come up with the idea. Now you can leave and give me the space."

"This place is clearly very big, Brother Mu, why do you keep telling me to leave?"

"It's bad for children's health to stay up late."

"........."

Su Fengqing was thus driven away in a daze.

Although she felt something was off, she decided to give it a try anyway.

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Back in the room, Sikong Xuan was indeed already waiting in the corner.

Su Fengqing went into the inner room to change her clothes and silently went to bed.

She was about to fall asleep when she heard Sikong Xuan ask, "Why are you back so late?"

Su Fengqing was still thinking about that matter when she casually replied, "I was chatting with Brother Mu."

"..." Sikong Xuan remained silent for a long time before speaking again: "You like him?"

"?"

Su Feng sat up slightly and looked at him strangely.

Sikong Xuan fell silent again, responding with his eyes.

Knowing that Sikong Xuan would not speak if Su Fengqing did not speak, she took the initiative to say, "I was originally sitting on that slope watching the moon, but Brother Mu came over, we chatted for a few minutes, and then he sent me away."

"Yes." Sikong Xuan nodded. "Because he likes willow shade."

"?"

"What is all this nonsense?" Su Fengqing couldn't understand Sikong Xuan's thought process and lay back down.

In the darkness, she heard Sikong Xuan's voice again; he had unusually spoken a few words today.

"Are you unhappy?"

"No, why do you ask that, Brother Sikong?"

"Feel."

"I'm not upset, I'm just thinking that Brother Sikong doesn't like sweet things, so maybe we should change the desserts tomorrow."

"........"

Good night, Brother Sikong.

She didn't hear a reply.

The man sat there, as still as the night.

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Following Murong Xu's method, she created a new dessert.

She looked at the lump of something in front of her that was neither sweet nor bitter, neither spicy nor salty, and felt a vague unease in her heart.

Can this really be considered a dessert?

So before feeding it to Sikong Xuan, she decided to try it on someone else.

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"A new dessert to try, great!"

As soon as Jiang Mochang came out of the room, she saw Su Fengqing waiting for her.

Upon hearing that there was a new dessert, she readily agreed and followed Su Fengqing into the kitchen.

But upon seeing this indescribable object, she fell silent.

"Xiao Feng, what is this?"

"This is Brother Mu's suggestion to me," Su Feng said lightly. "But after all, desserts should be sweet. I don't know if this can be considered a dessert."

"...Who gave you this advice?"

"Brother Mu."

"Murong Xu, right? Okay, I understand."

Jiang Mochang turned and left.

Su Fengqing wanted to call her, but she walked very fast, rushing towards Murong Xu's room like the wind.

Shortly after, Su Fengqing saw the firelight over there, as if something had exploded.

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"Ah~ Is this the dessert that Xiaofeng made? Great, I'm really looking forward to it."

Liu Yin looked at Su Fengqing and smiled as she followed her into the kitchen.

But upon seeing what was on the plate, Liu Yin could barely keep up her smile.

For the first time, this gentle person showed a troubled expression.

"Haha, Xiao Feng, this is quite a bold attempt."

"Yes, this was Brother Mu's suggestion," Su Fengqing said. "Didn't Sister Liuyin say that my desserts are very important? So I also wanted to make my desserts even better."

"Hahaha, it was Murong Xu who suggested it. That guy is unreliable, Xiao Feng doesn't need to listen to his advice."

"No, I think Brother Mu is very reliable. The gang can't do many things without him." Su Feng gently grabbed Liu Yin's hand and pleaded, "Sister Liu Yin, please give it a try. I really need your advice."

"Is...is that so...?"

Liu Yin reached out, picked up a little with her chopsticks, and put it down when she brought it to her mouth.

After several attempts, she took a deep breath and finally let go.

"Xiao Feng, I suddenly remembered that I have something to discuss with your Brother Mu, so I can't try it for now. Maybe next time."

After saying that, she rushed out and headed straight for Murong Xu's room.

Su Feng sighed softly. It seemed that he had no choice but to turn to Yang Pingsheng.

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"Thank you, but I don't want it."

Yang Pingsheng was sitting in a tree, and Qi Feng was lying next to him.

He casually scooped up Qi Feng, hugged it, and laughed, "It doesn't want it either."

"Brother Pingsheng, please give it a try." Su Fengqing pleaded under the tree, "Sister Mo Chang and Sister Liu Yin didn't eat it, and Brother Mu is injured and has gone to get treatment, so I can only ask you."

Yang Pingsheng maintained a calm smile and said, "Xiao Feng, I know what you're thinking. Actually, you don't need to let me eat. You can just give it to Sikong Xuan."

"But what if he doesn't like it?"

"So you're going to ruin us just because you don't like me?" Yang Pingsheng smiled, "Anyway, I'm used to it after all these reincarnations."

“He’ll definitely like it,” Yang Pingsheng said. “After all, it was made by you, so he’ll definitely like it.”

As long as it's something I make, Brother Sikong will like it?

What does it mean?

Su Fengqing didn't understand. Shouldn't whether someone likes something or not depend on whether it tastes good?

But seeing Yang Pingsheng's expression, she knew he wouldn't eat it no matter what, so she sighed and turned to leave.

After taking a few steps, she stopped, turned her head, and said, "I think..."

"You're right, but I won't persuade your sister Mo Chang to eat it. Give up on that idea."

"Hey!! Brother Pingsheng, can you read minds?"

"No, but your expression tells me everything, so don't worry. Just give it to Sikong Xuan directly. Trust me, he'll definitely like it."

"Ok."

Su Fengqing left.

Yang Pingsheng and Qi Feng exchanged a glance.