To tell you the truth, the young man in green has some rudeness, but Shen Ning is not angry. She looks at the young man thoughtfully until he leaves.

Look at his costume, you can see that he will not be a bartender, that must be the follower of Mo Chuan.

What about mochuan? Why doesn't he come? But ask your own entourage to deliver food to yourself?

He must have taken off his mask. He didn't know what face to see him.

With a sneer, Shen Ning gets up from the bed and goes to the table to open the food box. In addition to the delicate four-color dishes, there is also a small dish of Poria cocos and horseshoe thousand layer cake that has just come out of the cage.

She didn't even look at the dish. She ate all the four dishes and left the dish alone.

After eating and drinking, she wiped her mouth, walked a few steps around the room, and then opened the door.

Before she stepped out of the room, a gray figure suddenly flashed in front of her eyes.

"The master told you not to leave the room."

It was a young man in gray tights, with no expression on his face, just like wearing a mask, with only a pair of eyes still slightly turning to show that he was a living man.

"Who are you?" Shen Ning looks at the young man in grey.

The young man in grey seems to be a little surprised. He looks up to Shen Ning and bows to her slightly.

"Chasing the wind." His short way.

"And your master?" She asked.

Chasing the wind did not answer, but blocked in silence at the door of the room.

"Tell him to come and see me." Shen Ning left a word, turned into the room and closed the door.

She didn't see a look of surprise on her face chasing the wind behind her.

What's going on? She asked her name? Do you know why? Or do you really forget?

Not long after Shen Ning returned to the room, she heard the door ringing. Although she did not hear the footsteps, she knew that it must be mo Chuan.

She did not look back at the table, just a light way: "you come."

There was a "um" sound from behind, and there was no sound any more.

Mo Chuan's eyes fell on the table and saw only four empty dishes. Obviously, she had a good appetite and ate all the dishes and rice, but he was hard to swallow and had nothing to eat all day.

Then he breathed and found that the horse's hoof thousand layer cake, which he specially ordered for her, was still intact.

This is her favorite pastry. Every time she eats it, she will show her expression of satisfaction and joy, which is also his favorite expression.

She ate all the other dishes and left the snack motionless. Why?

Mo Chuan's fingers can not help but slowly grip into a fist, the heart also followed a pain.

He gazed at her back and said nothing, and she did not look back.

Did she not want to look at him now?

After a long time, mochuan slowly opened his mouth.

"You come to me. What can I do for you?" His voice was hoarse and flat.

But only he knew how hard he had worked to keep this bland.

"I want to ask you something." She also does not return to say, the voice is as flat as him, but more a cold.

"You ask."

It's like a conversation between two strangers.

Mo Chuan mouth slightly showing a bitter smile.

When did he and she become so strange and indifferent.

"Chu Shaoyang, was he burned to death?" Her voice was cold and not half emotional.

But the heart of Mo Chuan is like being seized by an invisible big hand, with a sharp pain.

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