Tang Muxue stood nervously to the side, for fear of being discovered by the other party.

No, no, Gu Chengfeng said just now that there is no problem, and he didn't try it at all.

This thing has enough stamina, and it won't hurt her in any way.

Tang Muxue comforted herself, but her legs and stomach trembled unconsciously, and Gerald waved her out when she saw Tang Muxue's somewhat weak appearance.

"No, I'd better watch you finish your meal, and I'll take the plate out."

"No need, wait and let the one outside send it down for you."

I'm going to be kicked out, what to do. Tang Muxue had to see him eat it all before she could rest assured, what if she went out and Gerald didn't eat it, when Xiao Mulin came, it would be miserable.

Tang Muxue pursed her lips, her eyebrows furrowed slightly, and she didn't leave.

"I'm glad you ate so well. Can I stay here? Watch you eat, or if you have something you don't like, you can tell me and I can try to improve. ”

Tang Muxue is really harmless to humans and animals, her appearance makes it impossible to see who she will hurt, and Gerald didn't doubt what she said, after all, it wasn't a big deal.

"Oh, are you in charge of cooking for that group of ShadowClans, too? Why go? "Gerald is very strange, since this woman and Gu Chengfeng are old acquaintances, then with the habits of the blood clan, he must take it for himself to like it.

"Yes, because my brother is there, my brother and Gu Chengfeng are not on harmony." Originally, this was the truth, but she deliberately hid her position.

In Gerald's opinion, it is not easy for her to survive without hatred on both sides, and it is likely that it is also because of her personality charm.

The Blood-Clan and the ShadowClan are incompatible, while the Qingyu are neutral.

She was able to make Gu Chengfeng give up her willingly, and she was able to get a relatively high-level weapon in the camp of the Shadow Clan, which showed that she was very important over there, not just a cook.

Gerrard was overjoyed to hear this and kidnapped her back.

"Oh, so I'm bringing you back, in fact, you're also happy, after all, you can be with your sweetheart."

"Hmm." Tang Muxue looked innocent and harmless, and Gerald unconsciously cleaned up all the food on the plate.

"Well, thank you! I'm much better. Gerard unconsciously came up with such a sentence. I was stunned for a moment when I said it, but it didn't matter.

"Why are you not feeling well?" Tang Muxue looked a little nervous, but in fact, her heart blossomed, thinking that the verbena had played a role.

"Small problem, just sleep a little, I'll fix it myself."

Hey, that's an old problem.

Seeing Gerard lying on the bed and continuing to sleep, Tang Muxue cleaned up the dinner plate and retreated with a heavy heart.

When he came to the restaurant, Gu Chengfeng was still uncomfortable, and his face was now red, as if he had a fever.

Seems to be sick.

Tang Muxue brought a towel to cool him down. "I'm back, do you want to go back to your room and rest."

He's been here for too long, even though it's a place where basically no one comes.

"No need." Gu Chengfeng held her hand, as if holding it like this would alleviate the pain.

"Gerald doesn't seem to be feeling well?" Tang Muxue whispered, and she didn't know if saying this would disturb Gu Chengfeng's recovery. But I'm really curious.

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