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"What's going on here?" Mo Beidou asked anxiously, "How long has Xiaoyu been in this situation? Why does she get fat when she doesn't see you?"

Facing Mo Beidou's barrage of questions, An Zhengye answered them one by one without haste.

After listening to An Zhengye's explanation, Mo Beidou was silent for a long while before saying a word: "This is too bizarre."

He paused, then looked at An Zhengye: "No wonder you said you have the medicine, you are Xiaoyu's antidote."

An Zhengye didn't speak, but sighed almost inaudibly.

Mo Beidou also sighed: "So Xiaoyu is so fat now, will he lose weight tomorrow?"

"I lost six catties once I saw you." An Zhengye explained.

After An Zhengye finished speaking, the two fell silent again. After a long while, Mo Beidou said, "What is the reason?"

There was deep puzzlement in his tone.

"It might be a mental illness." After An Zhengye finished speaking, a thoughtful look flashed across his eyes.

"It's possible." Mo Beidou nodded in agreement, a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes: "I have to contact Xiaoyu with the best psychiatrist."

"I'm already in contact." An Zhengye said solemnly: "I will find the best expert for her."

With An Zhengye's promise, Mo Beidou felt relieved: "Thank you."

"It's just that I have to continue seeing Xiaoyu before I can contact an expert." An Zhengye said, "She has gained thirty catties now."

Mo Beidou immediately understood: "I understand, I will help you in these five days."

An Zhengye hummed lightly: "Thank you."

"I should tell you this." Mo Beidou's eyes were full of gratitude.

An Zhengye glanced at him: "It's getting late, I'll be leaving first."

"Okay, I'll take it to you."

Mo Beidou sent An Zhengye away, and went back upstairs. Looking at Mo Xiaoyu's closed door, he wanted to knock on the door, but he raised his hand and put it down, and walked upstairs to his parents' room.

The next day, Mo Beidou took over the task of delivering meals to Mo Xiaoyu.

Seeing Mo Xiaoyu's obviously thinner face in the morning, the last doubt in Mo Beidou's heart disappeared.

Although it sounds unbelievable, I didn't expect such a bizarre thing to be true.

So in the evening, when An Zhengye came, Mo Beidou cooperated and brought out the dinner plate.

He and An Zhengye exchanged glances, knocked on the door: "Sister, dinner is ready."

"Leave it at the door." Mo Xiaoyu's lazy voice came from inside.

"I have soup tonight, I'm afraid it will be spilled, so I'll bring it in for you." Mo Beidou said, "Just open the door for me."

"It's really troublesome." Mo Xiaoyu replied angrily.

Then there was the sound of thin footsteps, and with a click, the door was opened.

"Duanjin..." Mo Xiaoyu was about to step aside when he saw An Zhengye, and immediately realized that he wanted to close the door.

An Zhengye had expected it a long time ago, and reached out to hold the door.

"Bring your hand quickly, I don't care if it gets caught." Mo Xiaoyu said sharply.

Not only did An Zhengye not let go, but he also pulled the door a little harder. Mo Xiaoyu tried to use his strength, but he couldn't match his strength at all, and he had Mo Beidou's help.

An Zhengye easily won the right to use the door.

"Annoying." Mo Xiaoyu kicked the door angrily.

An Zhengye looked at Mo Xiaoyu's angry little face, and a trace of helplessness and pampering flashed in his eyes.

The person had already entered, but couldn't be chased away, so Mo Xiaoyu sat on the bed with an unhappy expression on his face.

Seeing this, Mo Beidou put the dinner plate on the table: "My sister has eaten."

"Traitor." Mo Xiaoyu glared at Mo Beidou and said angrily.

Mo Beidou smiled mischievously: "The soup will be cold if you don't drink it."

"I'm not going to eat it, take it away." Mo Xiaoyu said angrily.

As soon as the words fell, my stomach growled loudly.

Mo Xiaoyu's face turned red.

"Stop losing your temper, let's eat." An Zhengye said helplessly.

"You don't need to worry about it." Mo Xiaoyu finished speaking angrily, turning his face away from the wall.

A look of helplessness flashed across Mo Beidou's eyes, so he could only look at An Zhengye: "Zhengye, have you had dinner yet?"

"No." An Zhengye said.

"You didn't eat it when you guessed it. I specially served two people, and you eat some too."

"Okay." An Zhengye didn't refuse, pulled out the chair and sat down.

Although Mo Xiaoyu didn't look there, his ears quietly perked up.

I heard Mo Beidou say: "This is stewed pork knuckle with peanuts. It's very nourishing. The meat looks fat, but it's not greasy at all."

There was a sound of bowls and chopsticks, and An Zhengye replied: "Well, my aunt is very good at cooking."

"As long as you like it, there is also this wolfberry chicken soup, which tastes quite good."

The sound of the soup was accompanied by the sound of water being poured into the conversation, and An Zhengye's comment was also attached: "The soup is rich and tastes good."

Mo Xiaoyu was so angry that the pig's feet belonged to her!
The chicken soup is hers too!

It was all made by my mother to nourish her body. Why should the stinky man eat it, and why should Mo Beidou give her dinner to An Zhengye?

Mo Xiaoyu suppressed his anger and comforted himself in his heart, there is still a share, so don't worry.

She glanced at her watch secretly, and estimated that he would definitely finish eating in 10 minutes.

However, 10 minutes of torment passed, and An Zhengye not only didn't finish eating, but also kept commenting on the food with Mo Beidou one by one.

Mo Xiaoyu was dying of anxiety.

This guy usually eats slowly, why is it so slow to eat in other people's rooms!
She simply closed her eyes and didn't look at the time, planning to wait for An Zhengye to finish eating.

However, the smell of dinner kept getting into his nose. For the first time, Mo Xiaoyu felt that his mother's cooking was too delicious. It was a kind of torture.

Fortunately, An Zhengye finished his evaluation and began to eat quietly.

It relieved Mo Xiaoyu's hearing a little bit.

An Zhengye was very well-bred. When eating, he was basically silent, except for the occasional sound of Mo Beidou picking up vegetables with his serving chopsticks.

After a few minutes, Mo Xiaoyu heard An Zhengye say: "It tastes very good, please give me more food."

"No need, Xiaoyu's bowl of rice hasn't been touched yet, so if you don't mind it, you can eat this bowl first." Mo Beidou said.

Before An Zhengye could answer, Mo Xiaoyu opened his eyes unbearably.

Damn Mo Beidou!

No one is allowed to touch her dinner!
"Put down my bowl!"

Before she finished speaking, she sat down at the table angrily.

"No one is allowed to touch my job." Mo Xiaoyu glared at Mo Beidou. If his eyes could breathe fire, Mo Beidou might have been turned into ashes.

Mo Beidou immediately raised his hands in a sign of surrender: "We didn't move."

"Hmph." Mo Xiaoyu picked up his bowl and chopsticks protectively.

When she looked at the dinner plate, she couldn't help but froze.

The food on the table has not been touched at all.

Only then did Mo Xiaoyu realize that he had been fooled.

"You lie!" she said angrily.

Mo Beidou looked away awkwardly, An Zhengye calmly filled a bowl of soup and put it in front of Mo Xiaoyu's eyes: "Drink the soup."

"Hmph." Mo Xiaoyu snorted coldly, and instead of moving the soup bowl in front of him, he brought the big bowl of soup in front of him, and put the small bowl of soup back to An Zhengye's hand.

"Drink it yourself." After speaking, he began to drink soup from the big bowl.

An Zhengye looked at the small bowl in front of him and shook his head amusedly.

Mo Xiaoyu ate in a fit of rage, staring at Mo Beidou from time to time, which made Mo Beidou break out in cold sweat, so he quickly found an excuse and ran away.

Only Mo Xiaoyu and An Zhengye were left in the room.

Mo Xiaoyu felt a little uncomfortable, he would have kept Mo Beidou if he knew it earlier.

Fortunately, An Zhengye just ate quietly and had no intention of talking to her.

Mo Xiaoyu breathed a sigh of relief, but felt a little inexplicably lost in his heart.

She also couldn't figure out why she was so lost, so she simply turned her doubts into appetite and buried herself in eating.

She didn't notice that every time she lowered her head, An Zhengye's eyes were on her, quietly looking at her scars.

Seeing that the bruises on the back of her hands had dissipated, only light marks remained on her face, and the gauze on her neck had changed from a circle to two wound stickers, he felt a little relieved.

It's just that Mo Xiaoyu's other wounds cannot be seen clearly through his clothes.

An Zhengye frowned slightly, worry flashed across his eyes.

After Mo Xiaoyu was full, he started chasing people away.

"We've met people, we've eaten our meals, you can go." She said these words with a cold face, a bit like crossing a river and tearing down a bridge.

Even after he finished speaking, Mo Xiaoyu deliberately put on a foolish look, expressing his ruthless posture to the fullest.

I thought that after she did this, An Zhengye would leave in a sensible way.

Unexpectedly, instead of leaving, he even approached a little bit, staring at her intently with a pair of deep eyes.

His gaze made Mo Xiaoyu very uncomfortable. Just as he was about to avoid it, he thought about why she was hiding here and there since this was her room.

Thinking of this, she straightened her chest and raised her head.

"What are you looking at!"

She thought she had the aura of a big brother.

In An Zhengye's eyes, this was not the case.

Mo Xiaoyu's small face is chubby. Because of the extra flesh, her nose and mouth look smaller, but her eyes are made big and round. The clear and watery eyes make the whole person full of life.

She was also wearing a cartoon fluff pajamas, and even a pair of rabbit ears on the clothes, making her look soft and delicate.

No matter how imposing he is, he looks like a little rabbit with red eyes at best.

The corners of An Zhengye's lips curled slightly: "Is your injury better?"

Concern could not be concealed in his tone.

His voice was deep and magnetic, and Mo Xiaoyu was slightly stunned: "It's much better, the gauze on the arm has been removed."

"What about the leg injury?"

"It's not completely healed yet, and I have to take more medicine."

"What about the bruise in the back?"

"All right."

When Mo Xiaoyu came back to her senses, she had honestly answered several questions from An Zhengye.

Why was she drawn into it again?

Isn't she going to chase someone away?
Annoyance flashed in Mo Xiaoyu's eyes: "I'm fine, you don't need to worry about it, let's go now."

After speaking, she got into the quilt again.

As long as she doesn't see anyone or listen to his voice, she won't be seduced!

An Zhengye sighed softly, but the question he was most concerned about had already been answered, so he didn't stay any longer.

"I'll come back tomorrow."

The small mountain bag in front of him remained motionless, and An Zhengye walked out of the room helplessly.

In the next few days, with the help of Mo Beidou, An Zhengye was able to successfully enter Mo Xiaoyu's room every time.

Mo Xiaoyu tried locking the door, but Mo Beidou got a spare key. She also tried a hunger strike, but An Zhengye and Mo Beidou always brought delicious food. Mo Xiaoyu couldn't resist the temptation, and she also tried using Things held against the door, but they couldn't resist the strength of Mo Beidou and An Zhengye... The battle of wits and courage for several days ended in Mo Xiaoyu's failure.

Although Mo Xiaoyu was angry, her weight was only the last six catties, and she could recover to ninety catties.

On the fifth day, An Zhengye came again.

Mo Xiaoyu gave up his resistance and simply didn't even lock the door.

When An Zhengye entered, she glanced at him and turned her head away.

It means that you have seen it and you can go.