[Mo Dao Zu Shi Fanfiction] I Raise A Ying in Yiling

Chapter 185 Thoughts

"Hehe..." Seeing this, Wei Chaoyan could only smile awkwardly but politely and follow Lan Zhan, who was carrying the dishes, toward the dining table.

At this moment, on the sofa not far away, Qi Ye, with red eyes, was holding a wet towel and applying it to Qing Yan's eyes and nose, who had also been affected.

Seeing the "culprit" that Lan Zhan was holding, Qi Ye stared at its unremarkable appearance and asked Wei Chaoyan suspiciously, "Sister, is this a new dish you developed? Why is it so spicy? Don't you not eat such spicy food?"

Yes, although Wei Chaoyan also likes spicy food, she can't stand such spicy dishes!

"Eek...hehehe," Wei Chaoyan touched her nose, looking up and down awkwardly, "This, I just wanted to give you a surprise..."

Qi Ye, Lan Zhan, Qing Yan, and even Wei Ying, who was still washing pots in the kitchen, instantly understood Wei Chaoyan's subtext—

This spicy dish was a new addition to Wei Zhaoyan's menu, prepared especially because she feared Wei Ying might be upset about the life of the Yiling Patriarch. However, the four of them not only failed to return for their meal on time but also ate outside. When the dish was being served, Wei Zhaoyan was distracted and didn't notice Lan Zhan bringing out this unassuming "surprise," resulting in a major blunder that caused chaos for everyone!

"Sister, don't eat this spicy dish. Save it for A-Ying to try tomorrow~" Wei Ying, with wet hands, craned his neck to look at the steaming, fragrant dishes on the table, drooling and pleading.

"..." What gave you the illusion that I would dare to reach for this plate of insanely spicy food?

Wei Chaoyan glanced at Wei Ying, who was eager to try it, with a complicated expression. She then sat down at the dining table, casually draping a damp towel over the armrest. She looked up, unable to bear the sight of Wei Ying's overly drooling and irritating expression. "Don't worry, this is yours. I wouldn't dare touch it!"

"Hehehe..." Having received Wei Chaoyan's approval, Wei Ying finally looked away from the dishes and noticed that she was holding her rice bowl and staring intently at another lonely dish on the table, reaching out with her chopsticks. He couldn't help but tentatively ask, "Sister, how about I heat up another dish for you?"

"Forget it, this dish is enough for me to be full!" Wei Chaoyan refused without even looking up.

Wei Ying blinked, still waiting to be persuaded, when Lan Zhan reached out and tapped his side—at this moment, Wei Ying was still in his human form, and the short and stocky Lan Zhan only reached a little bit above his waist. "It's late at night, eating too much is bad for your stomach."

She casually reminded Wei Ying that it was already late and Wei Chaoyan didn't need to eat too much at night to avoid indigestion and stomach upset.

While Wei Ying and Lan Zhan were still exchanging knowing glances, Wei Chaoyan was quietly and quickly shoveling rice into her bowl. Half of the bowl of rice was gone in no time before she slowed down her eating.

Suddenly remembering something, Wei Chaoyan stopped using her chopsticks, took the warm water that Qi Ye had poured, took a sip to smooth her food, and then looked up to ask Wei Ying.

"Aying, what are your thoughts on Yunmeng?"

A thunderclap suddenly struck from the ground, piercing through the top of their heads. Wei Ying, Lan Zhan, and Qi Ye all froze, their pupils constricting, their lips pressed into a line, and their brows furrowing in unison, resolutely adhering to the principle that "silence is golden," remaining completely silent.

After a long while, Wei Chaoyan slowly finished the remaining half bowl of rice, leisurely washed the dishes and put them back in the cupboard, and then unhurriedly strolled back to the sofa and sat down.

Wei Ying broke his silence, smiled easily, and said, "Let nature take its course!"

Wei Chaoyan: "???"