The blanket she had brought into her room had been kicked far away.
Her pajamas had ridden up, exposing her smooth, fair belly.
"..." Her sleeping posture looked pretty restless.
Thinking that, Cong Yu casually covered her with the blanket. After changing clothes and opening the door, he immediately saw a corpse.
Or rather, Lantian Zhu sprawled across the sofa, her face screaming "I'm so hungry," her life sunk into utter darkness.
Cong Yu: "..."
Lantian Zhu: "..."
As they stared at each other, Cong Yu broke the silence first. "It's not even noon yet. You shouldn't be hungry, right?"
Breakfast was usually at seven, so only three hours had passed.
Lantian Zhu offered no explanation for Cong Yu's words, merely letting out a cute wail. "Hungry—"
"No, no matter what..."
"Hungry—"
"I still think you should keep more snacks at home, Lantian Zhu. Otherwise..."
"Hungry—"
"..." Looking at Lantian Zhu, who resembled a kitten begging for food, Cong Yu helplessly went back to his room and fetched a packet of biscuits. "Eat some biscuits to tide yourself over."
And in response to Cong Yu's kindness...
Lantian Zhu energetically raised her hand and, like an elementary school student answering a question, voiced her request. "I want a British Seagull Sandwich, and Black Truffle Salad Potato Wedges."
Cong Yu: "!!!"
This had gone way beyond mere "pushing your luck," hadn't it?!
But before Cong Yu could voice any objection, Lantian Zhu had already cheerfully torn open the biscuits and started eating. "But thanks anyway."
"..." Somehow, Cong Yu felt like Lantian Zhu had just pranked him.
Maybe this was the principle of "those who prank others will eventually be pranked themselves." But at that moment, Cong Yu had no awareness that he himself was usually fond of pranking people too.
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