Jiang Yao grabbed her, "Come back, why are you running so fast?"
Wen Qiao shook off her arm, "I'm afraid if I don't run now, it will be too late."
"Just kidding, go ahead and eat."
Wen Qiao looked at Jiang Yao suspiciously, "Do you need something from me? Or are you hiding something from me?"
"Not at all."
"Then why are you being so nice to me today?" Wen Qiao glanced at the crayfish on the table, "You didn't poison them, did you?"
"..."
Jiang Yao picked up an apple from the coffee table and threw it at her, "You ungrateful wretch, when have I ever treated you badly?"
Wen Qiao caught the apple steadily, took a bite with a half-believing attitude, and sat down next to her, "Really nothing going on?"
"Nothing." Jiang Yao gave her a look, "Eat it or leave."
Actually, Jiang Yao did have something to tell Wen Qiao, but she needed to mull it over a bit first.
Wen Qiao took another bite of the apple, pointing at the bowl of crayfish, "You eat one first, let me see."
"..."
