Chapter 876: Talked about

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Song Xi looked at the tempting cake in front of her, filled with small question marks.
Who put the cake on her door? Should n’t someone give her something to eat?
This ... will not be poisoned, right?
Nothing but Song Xi would think so, this cake is really weird.
At night, I don't know who put a cake in front of the house and left a note saying "Don't starve."
Of course, she is not a mentally disabled suitor. To say that the society is not peaceful at present, it is very possible to conspiracy or something.
However, Song Xi looked at this black forest cake and seemed to think of something.
In other words, she seemed to have issued a note more than an hour ago that she wanted to eat Black Forest cake.
So now the situation is ...
Did anyone see that talk about giving it to her intentionally?
Otherwise, it ’s so coincidental that it happens to be the Black Forest cake.
This weird event happened on this big night, which made her sleepless, and even she seemed to be hungry.
No matter what, this cake is absolutely inedible. What to do if the poisoning hangs, for a cake, it is too bad.
Song Xi shook her head and threw the cake into the trash bin decisively. When looking at the computer screen, Huahua Editor still didn't poke her, but Huahua Editor's login method was shown as a mobile phone login.
Alas, so Huahua editor asked her to wait, did she hold her phone to play?
Sure enough, she is a person with a low sense of existence. It is estimated that the editor of Huahua has long forgotten her.
Thinking, Song Xi sighed, and when he was about to turn off the computer to sleep, the information edited by Huahua came.
"have you eaten?"
Song Xi felt very helpless. Before, he was always ignored by the editor. Now he is stared at the meal all day long.
"No ... didn't eat ..."
"Isn't there a cake?" There was a quick reply there, and in that tone, it seemed very unhappy.
"Oh, there is a cake, but ..."
Song Xi typed a few words and posted it, and suddenly realized that there was something wrong. How did Huahua editor know that she received the cake?
Suspicious, very suspicious.
Of course, she wouldn't narcissisticly think that the editors of the day are so big that she came to give her this little cabbage a cake in the evening.
"Flowering, how do you know I have a cake?"
At this time, Mo Sen was wearing a black trench coat, and just came into the house with a mobile phone. When she saw her words, she couldn't help but hesitated, and then reacted.
With his fingertips flying, he explained flatly.
"I saw you talking and guessing that you might go and buy cakes when you are hungry."
Song Xi has no lip, it turns out to be this way. The editor is really a god, so if he guesses, he can guess exactly.
"Get off early and have a photo of dinner at eight tomorrow morning."
Moson didn't want to dwell on this issue anymore. After sending a message, he went directly offline.
Song Xi looked at the gray head, scratched her hair, and yawned again.
Tomorrow, tomorrow's things will be said tomorrow.
To be honest, Song Xi still has a little cyanosis in her head. Maybe Huahua's editor changed her attitude too much.
No, to be precise, the editor of Huahua was still indifferent to her for a period of time. At that time, the editor of Huahua seemed to spoil Song Xi.
So now the situation is that Song Xi has fallen out of favor. Has Huahua editor begun to spoil her Song Xi?