Li ngjie indeed had this intention, but since Xue Jiu said so, she had no choice but to agree, saying, "Alright, I just won’t ntion Leng Xuan."
Ling Xuejiu was taken aback, wondering why Xiao Jie’s words sounded so odd. But she couldn’t quite pinpoint what was strange about them, so she asked, "Then, who asks first?"
Li ngjie playfully blinked and giggled, "Xue Jiu, you go ahead and ask."
"Oh." Ling Xuejiu thought for a while but couldn’t co up with a good question, so she just asked casually, "Xiao Jie, what’s your favorite dish?"
Without hesitation, Li ngjie replied, "Of course, it’s the dishes made by the Cold Bodyguard!"
"Huh?" Ling Xuejiu’s eyes widened with surprise, "You little brat, why do you keep bringing up Leng Xuan? Humph, besides, what I ant was, which particular dish is your favorite, not who makes the dishes you like."
Li ngjie’s face flushed, and she chuckled with a sly smile, "Is that so? Teehee, Xue Jiu, you didn’t make it clear in the beginning. If you’d asked like that from the start, I wouldn’t have ntioned the Cold Bodyguard’s cooking. Let think... My favorite dish, um, I rember now, it’s the green pepper pork stir-fry made by the Cold Bodyguard."
Ling Xuejiu was so annoyed that she rolled her eyes and said, "So, the green pepper pork stir-fry made by soone else isn’t your favorite?"
"Um~! It’s not as tasty when others make it." Li ngjie candidly admitted.
For so reason, Ling Xuejiu felt a bit sour. Why were Xiao Jie’s words all revolving around Leng Xuan? After thinking it over, she said, "Fine then, you pass. Your turn to ask !"
"Sure!" A mischievous smile appeared on Li ngjie’s lips. She had long designed a trap in her mind hoping to lure Xue Jiu into it. But since the truth ga had just begun, she didn’t want to reveal her cunning too soon. Pretending to have thought long and hard, she said, "Xue Jiu, what’s one dish you like to eat?"
"Definitely not sothing made by Leng Xuan." Ling Xuejiu reflexively answered. As soon as she finished speaking, she imdiately regretted it a bit. She had just been wondering why Xiao Jie kept talking about Leng Xuan, and now she had dragged Leng Xuan into it herself. Could it be that she really cared that much about Leng Xuan?
No, that couldn’t be it. It must have been because Xiao Jie kept ntioning Leng Xuan that she had beco confused. Thinking this made her feel a bit better, and she said, "What I an is, the dish I like to eat isn’t made by Leng Xuan, it’s..."
"Um~! Then who makes it?" Li ngjie teasingly said, "Is it Wang Shuze?"
"What are you talking about?" Ling Xuejiu was almost frantic, saying, "He’s definitely not my type."
"Um~! Then who is your type?" Li ngjie feigned an innocent curiosity, "The Cold Bodyguard?"
"Huh?" Ling Xuejiu then realized what she had implied with her comnts. Those dating shows on TV often used the line "You’re not my type," which ans you’re not the kind of person I like. To say "you’re my type" implies that the person is soone you like. In her haste to respond to Li ngjie’s pressing question, she reflexively denied any interest in Wang Shuze. Now, realizing what she’d done, her face turned red with anger, and she shot Li ngjie a hateful glance, saying, "Xiao Jie, you... you little devil, you did that on purpose, didn’t you?"
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