49. Chapter 49 Running to the toilet for three days
Mu Wanqing blinked her cute big eyes, smiled at him, and said coquettishly: "Han, can you not drink it?!"
"No!!" Wei Zhehan refused bluntly.
Mu Wanqing curled her lips and said quietly: "It doesn't taste good at first glance. I always feel that I will be poisoned if I drink it."
"Mu Wanqing, I made chicken soup for you with good intentions, but you don't appreciate it?! Even if you don't appreciate it, you still dislike it?! I have never felt that you deserved it so much." Wei Zhehan said angrily.
Mu Wanqing's momentum was not weak either. She contradicted her unceremoniously: "It's not that I don't appreciate it, nor that I deliberately dislike it, but...ever since I was a child, you have always cooked black dishes to poison me, and I always have the tendency to protest inappropriately.
The rights of a guinea pig, right?! You know you don’t have the ability in this area, so just be calm, okay?!"
Upon hearing this, Wei Zhehan was furious.
"Miss Mu, what do you mean by 'making black dishes to poison you'?! Aren't I thinking about you?! Don't I want you to make up for it?! Do you have the right to accuse me?! How good can your craft be?
?!The food you made is obviously darker than mine. After that, you used a worse attitude to force me to be a guinea pig, otherwise I would be killed and silenced. Why didn't you say that guinea pigs also have the right to protest?!"
"When did I cook black food and force you to be a guinea pig?! My cooking skills are obviously superb and invincible, okay?!"
"Yes, it's really superb. Yang Mufan and I had to go to the toilet for three days after eating it!!"
"..."
Admire Fan...
Admire Fan...
Mu Wanqing felt that he was like a steel knife inserted into her chest. She could not touch or pull it out, otherwise the blood would stop flowing.
She lowered her eyes silently and raised her hand to her chest.
For three years, no matter whether he disappeared or came back, every time she heard his name, thought of his name, or read his name, her chest always felt a sharp pain.
Wei Zhehan realized that he had said the wrong thing and immediately stood there silently, not daring to say anything again.
After a long silence, Wei Zhehan took the lead to break the silence between the two of them, picked up the chicken soup and planned to go back to the kitchen: "Forget it if you don't want to drink it, I'll go out and pack a portion for you later."
But Mu Wanqing snatched it away, and kept ladling chicken soup and chicken into her mouth with tears streaming down her face.
She cried and said: "Wei Zhehan, the chicken soup you stewed is so terrible, so terrible... I burst into tears."
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In the entire half month since leaving Jinxiucheng, Yang Mufan had not made any move, and it was so quiet that Mu Wanqing felt a little restless.
According to Yang Mufan's extremely vindictive nature, it is absolutely unscientific.
She was really worried and scared.
Wei Zhehan was so tense with him. If Yang Mu Fanzhen took action, something would definitely happen to Wei Zhehan.
"Eh!!" Mu Wanqing couldn't help but sigh as she sat on the bay window.
The afternoon sun is golden and exceptionally bright.
Mu Wanqing felt that her heart was filled with darkness.
Wei Zhehan opened the door and saw Mu Wanqing sitting there dejectedly. He raised his eyebrows slightly, knowing that she was in a bad mood, so he advocated: "It's not an option to shut yourself up at home and be bored all day long. I
Let me take you out for some fresh air. There is a newly opened Western restaurant nearby. It tastes good. I will take you to have a romantic candlelight dinner."
