The Lady in the General’s Arms is a Bigshot in Mystic Arts

After hesitating for a moment, Xie Cheng nodded.

Ah Chu said "oh", she has always been simple-minded and didn't think much about it, and said, "My girl said that the general doesn't like her very much, so she wouldn't do such unpleasant things to upset the general for no reason. .”

Xie Cheng's face changed slightly.

Even he himself didn't realize how exaggerated his expression was.

Eleven saw it, he opened his mouth and was about to speak when he heard Ah Chu lower his head and continue:

"General, you can rest assured. Since the general has already said that he won't marry my girl, my girl naturally has no intention of pestering the general." Ah Chu said in a calm voice, "We also understand the matter of delivering meals. It's just that the general is injured and has a bad appetite, our girl is good at cooking, and the general is willing to take two bites of what he makes."

"My girl will not misunderstand."

These few sentences are clear and clear, and they directly draw a clear line, making people suddenly not know what to say.

Eleven looked at Xie Cheng cautiously.

Sure enough, Xie Cheng's face was already very ugly.

He lowered his head silently, thinking of what to say to make amends, and then he heard Xie Cheng say word by word:

"Very well, it's best if she doesn't misunderstand."

Eleven: "..." It's over.

Ah Chu nodded, bowed politely to Xie Cheng, and left.

After she left, Xie Cheng's face suddenly sank, and he sat there without moving.

Eleven looked at him sideways, a little embarrassed, and said cautiously, "General?"

Only then did Xie Cheng come back to his senses, and reached out to take the same spoon.

On the back of the fair hand, blue veins rose slightly.

He lowered his eyes and took a sip, his mouth full of fresh flavor.

I don't know where the fire came from.

His brows gradually opened, and he began to eat in big mouthfuls.

eleven:"…"

He lowered his head and glanced at the mirror he had just found. Originally, he planned to look in the mirror for the general so that he could see his own face.

He will definitely understand when he reads it himself.

He looked in the mirror and understood.

but…

His emotions go too fast! Just got the mirror!

Eleven was speechless.

He held the mirror and moved the corners of his mouth away, and finally moved to the side, keeping a certain distance from Xie Cheng, for fear that Xie Cheng's anger would affect himself.

He frowned, and called out cautiously, "General."

Xie Cheng opened the lotus leaf cake with lowered eyes, took the chopsticks and put the steamed meat one by one, and finally closed the lotus leaf cake, raised his eyes to look at Eleven, opened his mouth slowly, and took a big bite:

"how."

The voice was a little muffled.

He used to be silent while eating.

"...Why don't you eat first." Eleven said weakly.

Seeing Xie admitting he was really eating, he was afraid that what he said next would scare him.

What to do if you choke.

Let him eat first.

Xie Cheng never raised his eyes to look at him again, he ate the small dish of steamed meat and lotus leaf cake in big gulps, and finally picked up the wonton bowl and drank the cold soup in it.

Another day of clean eating.

Finally, he found a clean veil, lifted the black film, wiped the corner of his mouth, and asked, "What did you want to say just now?"

Eleven didn't go up to collect the bowls and chopsticks, and just stood there, far away from Xie Cheng, as if he was afraid of being beaten, he leaned back, and said softly, "General, is there a possibility?" ..."

"I mean maybe, do you like Jiang Fu?"