Preserving what could be lost

Xie Jie stood up after speaking and then said to Mo Qiang, "I want to eat baked chicken. Make sure the outer skin is roasted well." 

"Ah..really? Okay," Mo Qiang did not catch the sudden change in his attitude but somehow — 

'It feels nice,' she thought with a flushed face, Mo Qiang raised her head while scratching her cheek and looked at Xie Jie who was walking away, "Thank you." Her voice was light but it was enough for Xie Jie to hear her. 

He turned around and looked at her lightly before scrunching up his face, with a blush on his cheeks as well, "Stop acting cheesy, you are going to make me throw up." 

Mo Qiang: ꒰✿´ ꒳ ` ꒱ He ..he is serious. 

However, even after getting scolded she still looked a bit happy.

Xie Jie and the rest of the mers: ꒰ᐢ. .ᐢ꒱꒰ᐢ. .ᐢ꒱

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