Sisi, "..."
Mu Yunshen walked over and held her shoulder, "Come down for breakfast."
Sisi shook off his hand and stepped back, "You eat, I have something to do."
"Eat breakfast," Mu Yunshen put one hand in his pocket and looked at her, "If it's about your friend, then be good and come down."
Sisi pursed her lips but went downstairs regardless.
Breakfast was already set on the table. Sisi reached out her chopsticks to pick up the pancake on the table, but was stopped by the man's chopsticks, "You just recovered from a fever, the doctor said you should have light food for a few days, drink porridge."
Sisi looked down at the bowl of bland white porridge, which was really unappetizing for someone who loves spicy food. She stirred the porridge a few times, the more she thought about it, the more uncomfortable she felt, and couldn't help but mutter, "..."
Mu Yunshen squinted slightly, "What are you muttering about?"
"Nothing," Sisi put down the spoon, "I'm full."
