"What's wrong, Miss Nine? Can't eat anymore? If you can't eat, then don't," Lu Xiaoyou advised her.
Long Xingkui looked up, covering her mouth, her dark pupils misty with a haze, gazing at Long Xiliang as if seeking his help.
Long Xiliang couldn't hear Lu Xiaoyou's inner thoughts and responded, "Xingkui, are you full?"
Long Xingkui answered softly, "I'm full." She was already stuffed.
"If you're full, then go back," he said.
Hearing Long Xiliang's words, Long Xingkui's heart trembled, and her eyes instinctively widened.
Was Brother Xiliang trying to send her away?
But thinking about it, it made sense. Lu Xiaoyou was staying on the sub-island now, and her coming over seemed to disturb their private world.
Because of the disturbance, Lu Xiaoyou was upset, which was why she took it out on her.
Long Xingkui put down the spoon in her hand, lowered her head, and lightly said, "Then I'll go back, Brother Xiliang, you and Miss Lu take your time eating."
