Chapter 82 - 81: The Death of Conversation
"I wasn’t thinking about anything! I just missed Dad!" she blurted out, absolutely refusing to admit that what she was just thinking about had anything to do with him!
"..." If he remembered correctly, this was the second time she looked at him and said she missed her dad. Was it because he looked particularly old, or... no, looking at her expression, she was actually the one who didn’t seem to remember anything.
Tu Hengsha already noticed his expression wasn’t great, thinking another storm was about to hit. Just then, the doorbell saved her—
"I’ll get the door!" She darted to the front door.
Ronggui was quite impressed. He always thought that saying someone moved like a rabbit was a slight exaggeration, but he didn’t expect to see it in real life. Especially with her fluffy, messy hair, wearing cartoon pajamas, hopping right past his eyes...
What kind of feeling was this? He imagined it would be like a rabbit oblivious to its surroundings hopping in front of a hunter...
The server pushed the dining cart in and left. The "rabbit" eagerly moved a chair to the cart, invited him to sit, and poured him a glass of water, "I boiled it before I slept, and it’s still warm!"
Alright, if there really was such a clever rabbit sweet-talking the hunter, would the hunter even have the heart to skin it, eat it, or make it into dried rabbit?
Tu Hengsha had no idea Mr. Su was thinking about skinning and gutting rabbits. She sat down opposite Mr. Su, "Actually, hotel noodles aren’t good at all, they’re flavorless. My noodles are what you’d call delicious! Certified by my mom and Yueyue! I just can’t roll out the dough, but it doesn’t affect my cooking skill. Even with instant noodles, I can cook a unique flavor!"