Immediately following, Zhu Yulan felt as if something hot and fragrant had been stuffed into her mouth.
Was this...a chicken...leg?
Zhu Yulan chewed subconsciously, and it was fragrant and crispy.
Xu Musen spoke with a smile, "You are my good friend, I'm always loyal, as long as you want to eat, anytime you come over to my house in the future, I can prepare an extra pair of chopsticks for you."
Zhu Yulan quietly sat back down, biting into the chicken leg in her mouth, and looked at Xu Musen's smiling face.
After a moment of silence, she finally pouted a little petulantly, "What if I cling on to eating at your place for a lifetime?"
"Then you'd have to work hard to live a few more years, or someday I would only be able to bring you meals to your grave."
Xu Musen burst into laughter.
"You're the one headed for the grave!"
Being responded to with such nonsensical talk, Zhu Yulan also felt her gloomy mood dissipate.
