Ye Qingxian's gaze paused, then she casually looked away.
She wouldn't let a mere Junior Sister's scheme throw her off balance.
She was already afraid...
Afraid this was another one of Junior Sister's torment plans for the third loop.
She didn't mind being tormented herself. She was only worried that Junior Sister... would end up covered in wounds again.
I was genuinely happy now. I wiped away my tears, my smile as bright as spring.
I served Ye Qingxian another dish and gazed at her eagerly, my tone unconsciously taking on a coquettish lilt.
"Senior Sister, have another bite~"
I knew it. There was no way Senior Sister could ignore me.
She wasn't so heartless that she'd completely stop paying attention to me.
If that was the case, then there was still a chance.
Countless gazes turned our way once more.
As the saying went, once was enough; surely nobody could have it both ways.
The others didn't dare complain, but Yue Wuhua didn't care about that. "Ye Qingxian, don't you have hands? Why do you keep making Junior Sister Xiaoyao serve you food?"
Ye Qingxian calmly looked at Yue Wuhua, then finally shifted her overwhelmingly imposing gaze away. "I understand that perfectly well."
Facing my sparkling red eyes, Ye Qingxian looked away. A little coldly, she said stiffly, "This is the last one."
She'd already eaten a piece of tofu. There was no harm in having another.
At her words, everyone nearby twitched their lips.
Yue Wuhua most of all. She stared at Ye Qingxian, unable to stop herself from remembering that day: who had been covered in blood, drinking wine and weeping at the moon, even digging out her own threads of affection as she swore she'd never pay attention to Junior Sister again?
Yue Wuhua wondered what