• Content
  • Description
  • Favorites

    Ultimate Foodie: Dedicated Myself for Eating

    Chapter 15: Drowning (Part 2)

    Story: Ultimate Foodie: Dedicated Myself for Eating Author:beipianaideshizi words:4320 Update time:2023-06-26 08:18:27

    Mu Yumeng unconsciously followed Zhu Yuzhu as they walked round and round in the residential area. Completely oblivious to their current appearance, they resembled a large, foolish dog faithfully trailing its owner.

    Her mind was in a mess, she thought it through several times, but still couldn't figure out why Qiqi was angry. Could it really be because I ate too much? But she just massaged my stomach a moment ago.

    As Mu Yumu fell into the lake in the community, his only thought was not about anything else, but that he wouldn't be able to have a meal tomorrow!!

    Until the moment the lake water engulfed her, a familiar sense of suffocation surged, and fear was buried beneath the darkness.

    Zhu Yuzhu, who was always attentive to the movements of the people behind her, rushed over when Muyu fell into the lake, attempting to grab her hand. However, she could only watch helplessly as Muyu fell into the lake without making any struggle.

    Setting aside the doubts in his mind, he plunged into the lake to rescue Mu Lari who was trapped in fear. He pulled her into his arms and observed her furrowed brow and hunched body, her complete lack of a sense of security.

    Heart, softened.

    When Zhu Yuzhu lifted Mu Yumu out of the water and placed her on the shore, Mu Yumu had already fallen into a nightmare. Zhu Yuzhu gently tapped her cheek, trying to wake her up.

    His eyelids twitched slightly, as the fresh air swept away the suffocating feeling. Mu Yumeng's mouth hung open as he eagerly took in deep breaths, his eyes fixed on the person right in front of him. Tears, mingled with the water from the lake, slid down his face without warning.

    "Waaahhh..." She threw herself into Zhu Yuzhu's arms and burst into tears, her body trembling slightly.

    "It's alright, it's alright, don't be afraid." Patting the shoulder gently, the tone was calm and resolute.

    "I thought I was done for this time... whimper, whimper..."

    Looking at the person crying and trembling beside her, Zhu Yuzhu's eyebrows furrowed. She exerted force with both hands, picking up the person and walking quickly towards home.

    "Dong, dong, dong..." Strong and powerful heartbeats echoed in his ears, one after another, pulling Muyu Mu back from his state of fear and bringing him back to reality.

    The dim light frightened Muyu. He tightened his grasp on the clothes in his hands, looking up to etch the determined face in his heart. Stroke by stroke, he painted a picture of this person's brows and eyes in his mind.

    Sweat mixed with drops of lake water trickled down her temple. Mu Yu released his grip on her hand and reached out to wipe away the droplets that had gathered on her chin.

    "Qiqi, I'm fine now, please let me down."

    Sniffing her runny nose, a cool breeze blew over, causing her to let out a thunderous sneeze. Her watery eyes were fixed on Zhu Yuzhu, like a silly pig begging for a touch or a hug.

    In the elevator, Zhu Yuzhu put her down. Seeing her pleasing appearance, even if there was still some anger in his heart, it dissipated almost completely.

    Zhu Yuzhu furrowed her brows and quickly opened the door, holding hands with her. Her icy cold hand was held tightly in the warm palm, and a soothing warmth gradually flowed into her heart.

    "Qiqi, I was wrong, please don't be angry."

    "Qiqi, why are you getting angry?"

    "I won't eat so much in the future. I'll eat a little less. Don't be mad, okay?"

    "Go take a shower."

    Zhu Yuzhu's face darkened as she threw the lingering and trembling Mudazhu, who was still trying to please her, into the bathroom, then closed the door and sat in the living room.

    The dark eyes gleamed with an inexplicable light. If it weren't for the slight trembling of the hand holding the cigarette, perhaps no one would have thought that she was also afraid.

    What are you afraid of?

    Afraid that girl who doesn't remember kindness but only brute force would disappear like that, or afraid of the innermost tremor deep within the heart.

    When Mu Yu Mu walked out in his pajamas, there was a cup of ginger tea on the table in the living room, with a strong smell of smoke lingering in the air.

    A pair of shoes placed side by side at the entryway indicated that she was still at home. The tightly closed door seemed to express the owner's anger, as if it were engulfed in blazing flames.