Baili Xia pouted slightly, casting a resentful glance at Nangong Xu.
But in the end, she obediently opened her mouth and swallowed the lean meat porridge one bite at a time.
However, this porridge... really tastes awful.
Can Uncle stop researching all these random things when he's free? Uncle is only suited for fighting battles, not for washing hands and preparing broth, sigh.
"There's another bowl, eat it all," Nangong Xu's voice sounded again.
"No, I'm so full, I can't eat anymore," Baili Xia immediately shook her head.
"Fine, then I'll go tell Mr. Xiaojiu..."
"Okay, fine, I'll eat, can't I?"
...
It was the second day after Nangong Xu announced Baili Xia was completely recovered.
On a Saturday night, after dinner, Xiaoxiao came to Baili Xia's room.
As soon as she arrived, she started packing her own things.
Xiaoxiao had already packed, and now only Baili Xia's things were left.
Yesterday the two had already discussed and decided to move out together.
