In the canteen, Liuxing had been waiting so long the flowers might have wilted.
He had turned off the fire under the stove, and the aromatic scent of the mushroom and shredded chicken porridge wafted out from the lid, making his stomach grumble with hunger.
For the 18th time, Liuxing sneakily lifted the lid, "No... this is for Fourth Brother, I can't sneak any..."
He muttered to himself, and after speaking, he replaced the lid.
Gurgle—Gurgle—
His hunger pangs grew worse as he stared longingly at the slowly cooling bowl of porridge; he was really hungry and wanted to eat.
"Huff..."
Fengxuan ran all the way to the canteen and finally arrived, sweat sliding down her forehead, hands braced on her knees, panting heavily.
"Sister-in-law, you're back!" Liuxing turned around, his dark eyes shining with surprise and joy.
Fengxuan wiped the sweat away and looked at Liuxing, saying apologetically, "Liuxing, sister-in-law had an emergency and had to leave. I forgot to tell you."
