Mu Xiaoxiao simply turned over and lay down. Out of sight, out of mind.
The air suddenly fell silent.
She heard rustling sounds. Yin Shaojie seemed to be putting things into a bag.
It was followed by the sound of footsteps and then the door opening.
These things were originally bought for her to eat. Since she didn't want to eat them, these things had no meaning.
After letting the servants clean up, Yin Shaojie closed the door and walked back to the bed.
&Quot; it's okay. If you don't want to eat it, then don't. I'll buy it for you when you want to eat it. &Quot;
His voice was so gentle, completely unlike his usual self. It was so gentle that it was as if water could drip from it.
Mu Xiaoxiao didn't say anything.
Yin Shaojie lay down in her position and leaned on her side.
She moved a little, trying to remind him that he should sleep on the sofa.