บท 528: Chatting

Ultimately, evidence fell in favor of the latter.

Xu Yourong raised her head and asked Chen Changsheng, "Why aren't you eating?"

"Oh, yeah, eating." In the past two years, under the influence of Tang Thirty-Six, Chen Changsheng was much more talkative, but in front of her, it was almost like he had returned to being the young and obedient Daoist boy from Xining Village. His words were extremely simple, his thoughts exceptionally pure, and it was impossible for him to conceal any sort of emotion.

For example, at this moment, he was rather distracted, so when he took up his chopsticks, his grip was not very firm. He extended his hand like the wind to support the chopsticks in midair, but he also pushed the unfurled Yellow Paper Umbrella to the side. As a result, the argument that still persisted in the kang in front of them became audible once more.