"Here, Master, for you." Night Glass picked up a piece of meat and placed it in Xiao Mu’s bowl.

Xiao Mu smiled at her, calm on the surface but inwardly thrilled.

This feeling… was absolutely amazing!

"Xiao Mu, you should eat more vegetables," Chuxingyue said, adding a slice of greens to his bowl.

Night Glass immediately countered with another piece of meat. "Meat gives you strength—vegetables are for old people."

Uh-oh. Xiao Mu noticed Chuxingyue’s expression stiffen slightly.

"Actually, greens aren’t bad," Xiao Mu said with a dry cough, quickly eating the vegetables first.

Chuxingyue finally smiled. "Mhm, Xiao Mu, eat more."

Night Glass secretly snorted, shooting him a displeased glance. Biased!

"Master, eat meat!" Night Glass narrowed her eyes and poked a large chunk of fatty meat into his bowl.

"Alright, alright," Xiao Mu muttered, forcing it down.

Before he could catch his breath, Chuxingyue added more greens. "Xiao Mu, eat up."

Night Glass piled on meat… Chuxingyue added vegetables…

They went back and forth until Xiao Mu’s bowl overflowed. Only then did they stop.

Xiao Mu swallowed hard, gazing pitifully at them. "Can I skip this?"

"No!" came their unanimous reply. Despair washed over him.

A certain "WTF" hovered on his tongue…

When he finally finished everything, he sighed in relief. Surely it was over.

But to his shock, Chuxingyue and Night Glass refilled his bowl instantly…

Was this… an attempt… to kill… him?

Please, spare me!

…

By the time the table was cleared, Xiao Mu’s face had turned a deep, livid red. He was stuffed to bursting!

He couldn’t even lift a finger now.

"Xiao Mu, are you okay?" Chuxingyue asked with concern.

Xiao Mu rolled his eyes inwardly. Sister, why didn’t you care earlier?

"I’m dead. Do not disturb."

Chuxingyue blushed. She’d gone too far—caught up in competing with Night Glass, she hadn’t thought…

"Master, are you angry?" Night Glass poked his cheek.

"Not at all. Just tired," Xiao Mu said, closing his eyes.

"Fine, I’ll give you a back rub to make up for it. Deal?"

Huh? A back rub?

Xiao Mu’s eyes snapped open. "Only if you both do it together."

"Wow, Master, you’re so bad!" Night Glass protested.

Chuxingyue’s face mirrored refusal.

Xiao Mu paused. "How about I sing for you? If it’s good, you both rub my back."

"Master, you can sing?" Night Glass sounded surprised.

"Of course. Deal?"

"Well… I don’t mind," she thought, planning to call it bad later anyway.

Chuxingyue had the same idea. "I agree."

"Great. I’ll grab my guitar," Xiao Mu said with a confident smile. He didn’t doubt the King of Songs Voice and Soul Guitar could win them over.

He stepped into his room, shut the door, and summoned the Soul Guitar from the system.

Now to pick a song. Xiao Mu searched his phone for touching tunes and settled on Lu Lingbai’s "Next Time We Meet."