C248 A bowl of hot soup noodles
Xi Mengyao rubbed her eyes and stood up, then quickly walked to the kitchen to carry the midnight snack. Song Chongjing did not even have the chance to speak, he had no choice but to hide the quiver at his feet and wait for her to come back.
After a while, Xi Mengyao returned with a bowl of hot soup. After placing it in front of Song Chongjing