This Vixen Is Really Something

Eleven pursed his lips and put down the things. For a moment, he didn't know what to say.

On the other hand, Xie Min looked at him and talked non-stop.

"Why did you bring so many things back? Ah Fu is too generous. She gave you so many good things?" Xie Min looked at the items in his arms with envy.

"Eleven, what do you think of Ah Fu? Isn't she good?" Xie Min reached out and took a box. She carefully opened the lid and saw rows of yellow biscuits inside. She slowly swallowed her saliva.

So many!

Ah Fu gave him so many things?

Xie Min suddenly turned around and looked at Xie Cheng with a trace of hostility in her eyes.

Why!

With his brother's attitude, how could he get so many things?

Just because he was good-looking?

Xie Min raised her hand and pinched her lips. Then, she forced a smile. "Brother, I guess you don't like these things. Why don't…"

Xie Cheng didn't like to eat these, but looking at Xie Min…

He leaned back and said calmly, "I do. Why wouldn't I?"

The smile on Xie Min's face froze. She glared at him. What kind of person was he? She did not want to take everything away and only wanted to eat a little. After all, it was already too late to go to Ah Fu's place. The guests must have finished everything already.

Xie Cheng closed the book and looked over with his pitch-black eyes. He extended his fair and slender hand and said, "Seeing how much you like it, it must be delicious. I must try it properly."

Xie Min hugged the box, not wanting to let go.

Eleven quietly placed everything in his arms aside and fell silent.

Xie Cheng's arm was still out. He asked, "Aren't you going to give it to me?"

Only then did Xie Min hand over the box in her arms. She gritted her teeth and said, "Eat slowly, Brother."

"Don't choke."

Xie Cheng reached out to take the box from her hand and sneered. There were a few rows of yellow biscuits neatly placed in the box. They were golden and sprinkled with black sesame seeds. They smelled good, but…

They did not look very exquisite.

Xie Min sat next to him. She stared daggers at him and said, "The first row is black sesame filling, the second row is bean paste, the third row is roses, and the fourth row is savory."

"Brother doesn't like sweet things. Try the fourth row."

Xie Cheng looked at her with a faint smile. He knew that his younger sister loved black sesame seeds the most, so he picked up a small yellow biscuit from the first row and took a bite. As expected, he saw Xie Min's expression change.

However, before Xie Min could say anything, Xie Cheng's expression changed.

He was slightly stunned. He did not expect this ordinary-looking thing to be so delicious, so he wolfed down one in a few mouthfuls.

Eleven, who stood silently at the side, looked up and watched in shock as he picked up a second golden biscuit from the box. After finishing it in a few bites, he picked up a third…

Soon, he finished the first row of black sesame-flavored biscuits.

Xie Min looked at his actions and was about to cry from anger. She was angry but a little smug. "How is it? It's delicious, right?"

Eleven stared at him as if he had seen a ghost and said in a daze, "General…"

Ever since the general had injured his leg, he had been depressed. He did not eat much and had never had much of an appetite. He had only recovered a little after returning home to see his family. Now, he had eaten four pastries?

This vixen is really something!