C157 A Conspiracy

She sat there without moving, as if she didn't see the egg in Ou Hao's hand.

"Do you want some chicken soup?" The man said lightly.

Zhen Xi felt that there was really something different, but she could not say what exactly was different. She only felt exceptionally awkward.

"I don't want to drink!" Zhen Xi only said lightly and did not look at Ou Hao.

Ou Hao did not care about that