Ming Cen knew Xue Fuyao had come to coax him, so he kept waiting for her to call him over to eat once she had finished grilling the fish.
Yet he waited and waited, and Xue Fuyao never came to invite him. Finally unable to wait any longer, he turned to look. Good grief, she had already started eating.
Two fish skeletons, picked clean, lay beside Xue Fuyao, and she had nearly finished the last grilled fish in her hand.
After polishing off the three grilled fish in no time, Xue Fuyao let out a satisfied burp. Then she took out her tea-making equipment and began brewing tea before bringing out a reclining chair.
This was a nice spot, with just the right amount of sunshine, level ground, and lovely scenery-perfect for a nap now that she had eaten and drunk her fill.
After all, she was still young and growing.
Ming Cen watched everything Xue Fuyao did, his eyes widening in shock.
"Hey, weren't you here to coax me?" At some point, Ming Cen had come over to Xue Fuyao's side. His expression all but had the words "I'm unhappy" written across it.
"How old are you, to still need me to coax you?"
Xue Fuyao half opened her eyes and said with a hint of disdain, "Move aside. You're blocking my sunlight."
Looking at the languid Xue Fuyao, Ming Cen could neither swallow nor vent the frustration lodged in his chest.
His chest heaved twice. After glancing at the drowsy little girl, he picked up the fishing rod beside her, turned, and walked toward the pond.
A quarter of an hour later, the smell of grilled fish filled the garden again.
Catching the scent, Xue Fuyao opened her eyes. At the sight of the fish over the fire,