Nan Yuan Lian waved his two big hands and was extremely timid: "I don't dare to go up now, so the eldest lady should go up first." He asked the eldest lady to give him longevity noodles, but he made his own decision. Who knows if his master would blame him?

Mu Sheng found it funny, but he didn't force it and continued to go upstairs.

When I went up to the second floor, I saw Feng Junchi's expressionless face, and he looked like he didn't know what he was thinking, and he was completely immersed in his mind and was still sitting at the small table.

Mu Sheng walked over, put the longevity noodles and chopsticks in front of him, and smiled and said, "Eat."

He seemed to have come back to his senses. He looked at her for a while before he lowered his eyelids and looked at the face in front of him.

This time, Mu Sheng did not sit opposite him, but sat on the side next to him, putting the small tray in his hand on the table in front of her, leaning on the chin with one hand and the other casually putting the other hand on the table to beat the table. The peach blossom eyes looked at him with a smile.

He looked back at her without any expression.

Mu Sheng smiled and said, "Nan Yuan said, as long as I speak, you will have some food."

Feng Junchi lowered his eyes to look at his face again.

"Eat some more." Mu Sheng slapped his chin and signaled him to eat noodles.

"No appetite." Finally, he opened his mouth, but also picked up the chopsticks, ate two bites of noodles slowly, took another sip of the soup slowly, and then put it down.

During this period, there was basically no sound.

"It's really a little bit." Mu Sheng glanced at the bowl with a lot of noodles left and joked. Then, he stretched out his hand: "Give me your hand."

Feng Junchi looked at her and couldn't sit upright.

Mu Sheng simply leaned over, grabbed one of his hands and placed them on the table, and took his pulse. It was still the premature injury, which was the pulse of a person who had been sick for a long time.

Then, she took back the hand that was on his wrist and looked at him and said, "Since you have really changed your strategy, don't bother yourself anymore. You don't expect to live a long life, but don't you expect to live a few more years?"

In the past, she didn't believe that he was a person who had been ill for a long time, but now, she doesn't believe that he is so ill that he will die at any time.

As long as you protect yourself, you will have many years to live.

After all, he is only twenty-two.

"I'm dead, but there's nothing left." She said again.

Feng Junchi looked at her coldly, "If you are alive, can you have anything?"

Mu Sheng smiled and said, "At least there is a possibility of anything." After dying, there was really nothing left.

Feng Junchi's cold eyes are deep.

"I'm a little panicked when you look at him." Seeing that he was still staring at him, Mu Sheng said jokingly. But only she knew that she was telling the truth. Just like as long as he didn't die, he would have everything, even her was his.

Feng Junchi still did not retract his gaze and looked at her.

"Let's eat more." Mu Sheng turned the subject and nude the bowl of noodles with his chin, signaling him to eat more.

This time, Feng Junchi was very obedient and picked up the chopsticks again.

Eat noodles again.

Mu Sheng was even more panicked, and his mind was filled with the two words of Nan Yuan - "My grandma treats the young lady differently from others" "Why should I deceive myself?"

Well……

Mu Sheng was stunned for a while before shook his head in his heart. It wouldn't be that even if she had a little feeling about Feng Junchi, it must be because she admired Feng Junchi too much, and felt that it was not as good as that, and she could still save her.

His eyes fell on Feng Junchi again, and Mu Sheng decided to keep a distance from this person in the future.

Seeing that Feng Junchi had eaten all the noodles, Mu Sheng felt a little complicated, but he called Nanyuan up and asked Nanyuan to take away the bowls and chopsticks.
Chapter completed!