"I'm not talking about that kind of thing, I'm talking about that kind of thing." Feng Wu said somewhat incoherently.
"What thing in the end? Girl, you couldn't have gone stupid, could you?" Ye Wudao said to her seriously while holding back laughter in his heart.
At this moment, Feng Wu saw that Ye Wudao was enjoying his meal, looking perfectly at ease, which only added to her confusion. She couldn't understand whether she had hallucinated last night or what had actually happened.
"Do you want some noodles?" Ye Wudao asked her.
Feng Wu shook her head. Even now her mind was muddled, not knowing what was wrong with her. How could she have an appetite for noodles at a time like this, especially when she couldn't even recognize the black mess in Ye Wudao's bowl as noodles?
