Kang Chen already figured out Yousheng's temper; he's just a little foodie. As long as there's good food, everything is negotiable.
Ming Mei didn't have much energy to speak, but Kang Chen's words made her want to laugh.
That laugh wasn't a big deal, but it tugged at her lower abdomen, feeling both sore and painful.
Kang Chen felt that the washing was about done, so he lifted Ming Mei and wrapped her in a large towel, carrying her out.
Both of them got dressed in pajamas, and Kang Chen finally held Ming Mei as they lay down.
Though she was already very tired, Ming Mei obviously didn't feel sleepy.
Kang Chen asked her, "Got something on your mind?"
Ming Mei said, "Not really."
Kang Chen sighed, patting her back gently, "When you smile, your eyebrows don't relax. Is it because of Shen Nie?"
Ming Mei stirred slightly in Kang Chen's arms, "I've visited his grave. Do you think... is he really dead?"
Kang Chen shook his head, "I don't know either."
