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

"What, are you afraid that I will rely on you?" Xie Cheng didn't know what she was thinking. He leaned there for a moment, then straightened up again, looked at the dishes on the table and said with a smile, "It's not that I can't eat it, it's just that I need it. Habit."

He picked up the chopsticks again, picked up half a bowl full of vegetables, lowered his head and started eating seriously.

The moment the food was brought into his mouth, Xie Cheng frowned.

However, his movements only paused for two seconds, and he soon returned to normal, and he began to eat well. He ate very quickly, but he didn't seem to be in a hurry at all, and it was even a bit pleasing to the eye.

Jiang Fu sat next to him, still looking at him in that posture.

Xie Cheng finished eating the small half bowl of food he had just brought back. He raised his black eyes and looked over. His narrow eyes were curved, with cunning and teasing, and whispered, "Miss Jiang, there are so many people at the table, why are you always here?" Staring at me?"

Before Jiang Fu could speak, he raised the corners of his lips and showed a dazzling smile. He came over, lowered his voice and said, "Eat first. I'll show you as much as I can when I get back."

Jiang Fu's eyes were a little red.

She sniffed slightly, turned her head and started eating without saying anything to him.

Xie Cheng blinked beside her, but still leaned very close, looked at her and whispered, "Did I do something wrong again?"

"Did I say something wrong?"

He watched Jiang Fu slowly take a bite of the meatball, thought about it seriously and said, "Okay, I admit that what I said was a bit frivolous."

"But I think Miss Jiang is the one who is responsible for me anyway. It seems that she can say these things, but since you are unhappy, then I will..."

Jiang Fu, who was eating the meatballs with his head down, finished quickly, stretched out his chopsticks, picked up a similar meatball, put it into Xie Cheng's bowl, pursed his lips, and said in a low voice, "Say less, Do you still have the strength to speak?"

Xie Cheng was slightly startled.

Jiang Fu lowered his eyes, focusing on his injured leg, and whispered, "It's so injured..."

Xie Cheng didn't think that she said that because she knew what happened today. He just laughed softly, picked up the meatball, and whispered, "Oh~ so you feel sorry for me."

"Then I'll save some energy and stop talking."

He lowered his eyes and put the meatball Jiang Fu gave him into his mouth. The meat juice filled his mouth, but compared with what she made, it was really hard to swallow.

Xie Cheng lowered his eyes and swallowed, raised his hand to pick up the tea at hand, and took a big sip.

Jiang Fu raised his hand to fill a bowl of soup and put it next to his hand. He paused for a moment and then frowned and said, "Would you like to drink it?"

Xie Cheng originally didn't plan to drink the soup. After eating the meatball, he felt that his meal was over. He really didn't have any appetite, so it would be interesting to eat something.

But since she had given it to him, she might as well drink it.

The hand with sharp bones raised up and took the white jade spoon in the soup bowl. After taking a sip, he looked over and said with a smile, "It's such a good day today, why are you picking up vegetables and serving soup?"

After a pause, he commented seriously, "This soup is not as delicious as the one you made."

Jiang Fu sat next to him and looked at him, frowning and saying, "Then why don't you drink it? What do you want to eat? I'll make it for you later."

Jiuqu sat far away, and their voices were kept very low, so it was impossible to hear what they were saying.

But the next second, Old Mrs. The higher you climb, the day it climbs over you will be lawless and unstoppable."