Chapter 150: Unable to parse, soy sauce task!
When Qin Nuo heard this, his expression froze for a moment. He looked at the empty lunchbox on the table, feeling secretly puzzled.
How did she know?
This level of supervision is terrifying. She even knows whether the lunch in the box has been eaten or not?
His mother squinted and smiled, repeatedly asking, "You didn't eat, did you?"
As she spoke, dense corpse spots crawled over her slightly wrinkled face like maggots.
The whites of her eyes gradually faded, turning pitch black.
"She's turning into a ghost again..."
Qin Nuo's eyelids twitched. He stared at the lunchbox, pondered for a moment, and said, "I ate, but not completely."
"What do you mean?" His mother asked calmly, her cold gaze like a dagger of death pressed against Qin Nuo's throat, as if she wouldn't relent without a satisfactory explanation.