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Chapter 98 Pushing and Pulling

"I said, my commander, you are injured, but your mouth really doesn't spare anyone!"

Naturally, it is not a waste of money to give you an author. Lu Chenmo said this to himself, and he was definitely no longer merciful. No, he was merciful.

Lu Chenmo:""

Even Song Zhaozhao's words are unforgiving. "Didn't you go get some medicinal food? What are these?"

Lu Chenmo looked at Song Zhaozhao's hand, which contained medicinal food and some other things, and asked with a frown.

Song Zhaozhao put everything in his hands on the desk and took them out one by one.

"Here, in addition to medicinal food, there are some other good things."

"Other good things? What are they?"

Lu Chenmo's face was full of doubts. What was Song Zhaozhao selling in his gourd?

"When I was cooking the medicinal food, I felt that the medicinal food was extremely bitter. Even I felt so bitter just by smelling the medicinal food. Not to mention, Commander, you are the one who wants to drink the medicinal food.

I’m here, so I specially prepared some candied fruits and some sweet and sour, appetizing dishes.”

"Sour and sweet? Is it appetizing?"

Lu Chenmo was even more puzzled. "Master Commander, you are injured and will not be able to move for a long time. As time goes by, you will naturally lose your appetite to eat. So, make something sweet and sour."

Food, this way, you can eat more food to avoid losing your appetite. Otherwise, after the injury heals, your appetite will also get worse."

Lu Chenmo looked at Song Zhaozhao who was talking eloquently now, chattering endlessly, looking quite confident.

Unknowingly, Lu Chenmo actually looked at Song Zhaozhao and laughed.

Song Zhaozhao, who kept saying this, naturally noticed that Lu Chenmo was staring at him and laughing, and was a little at a loss. "Master Commander, what are you laughing at?"

Song Zhaozhao asked in confusion. "Look at you, Zhaozhao. You talk so eloquently about what you are good at, and you have such a confident demeanor. You are absolutely different from before. You are very attractive like this."

Of temperament."

Song Zhaozhao was extremely proud when he heard Lu Chenmo praise him so much, with a smile on his face.

"My Lord Commander, in terms of force and observation ability, I, Song Zhaozhao, will definitely not be better than you. But in terms of food, I, Song Zhaozhao, will be ranked second, and no one will be able to claim the first place."

of."

Seeing that Song Zhaozhao could say such confident words, Lu Chenmo suddenly laughed. His eyebrows were curved, his pupils seemed to be shining with stars, and his clear and lively eyes could not hide the feeling of doting. Seeing Song Zhaozhao, he suddenly laughed.

Since Zhao Zhao reported the changes in the city, Lu Chenmo was extremely happy.

Seeing Lu Chenmo still looking at him and smiling, he felt a little uncomfortable for a moment.

"Sir, Commander, why are you always staring at me?"

"Zhaozhao, of course I'm staring at you because you're nice."

Lu Chenmo did not hide anything and openly expressed his thoughts about Song Zhaozhao.

Song Zhaozhao: ""

When did Lu Chenmo start talking so abruptly that Song Zhaozhao didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Commander, please drink the medicine quickly. If you don't drink it, it will become cold and the medicine will no longer be effective."

Song Zhaozhao was a little panicked and quickly brought the medicated meal to Lu Chenmo and handed it to Lu Chenmo, but Lu Chenmo did not take the medicated meal bowl from Song Zhaozhao's hand.

"Master Commander, do you want to drink some medicine?"

Song Zhaozhao looked confused. "Zhaozhao, I am an injured person now. Can you bear to let an injured person drink medicinal food by himself?"

Song Zhaozhao:""

Why is Lu Chenmo so pretentious all of a sudden? "That, that, me." "You feed me."

Song Zhaozhao was thinking about feeding Lu Chenmo, but before Song Zhaozhao could say anything, Lu Chenmo said it first.

Song Zhaozhao:""

Seeing Lu Chenmo's proud eyes, Song Zhaozhao was really helpless and could only do it reluctantly.

Song Zhaozhao slowly blew on the medicine one spoonful at a time and handed it to Lu Chenmo's mouth. Lu Chenmo also accepted Song Zhaozhao's feeding of the medicine bite by bite as a matter of course.

Lu Chenmo took a sip and frowned. "Master Commander, it must be very bitter. Come and have a taste."

Song Zhaozhao said and handed the candied fruits, pineapple sweetmeal and shredded apples to Lu Chenmo. "Master Commander, you'd better eat the shredded apples first. If the shredded apples are cold, they won't be as delicious.

Already."

After all, Lu Chenmo listened to Song Zhaozhao and took a taste.

He nodded in agreement. "How do you like it? Commander, is it delicious?"

Song Zhaozhao's tone and eyes were full of expectation.

Lu Chenmo didn't like sweets since he was a child, but Song Zhaozhao made so many, and he was embarrassed to refuse. He ate a piece. It was really delicious, but looking at Song Zhaozhao

With the look and tone full of expectation, Lu Chenmo couldn't help but think of an idea. "This apple is quite crisp and very sweet. Just give it a try, it's not bad."

Song Zhaozhao:""

It was just a matter of force, not bad, but it was just such a simple seven words. After working on it for such a long time, Lu Chenmo actually just said such a simple seven words. Song Zhaozhao really couldn't accept it.

"I said, Sir Commander, you are too mouthy. I have been cooking for so long, and you only said seven words that were barely good."

Seeing Song Zhaozhao's furious look, Lu Chenmo was extremely proud.

"Zhaozhao, it's not me who holds it."

"It's not you holding it? It's not you holding it? What is that?"

Song Zhaozhao was really angry and his tone was a little irritable.

When Lu Chenmo saw Song Zhaozhao's reaction, Lu Chenmo slowly approached Song Zhaozhao and stared at Song Zhaozhao.

Song Zhaozhao: ""

Song Zhaozhao felt very uncomfortable being stared at by Lu Chenmo. In addition, what Lu Chenmo said just now made Song Zhaozhao hate Lu Chenmo very much now.

Song Zhaozhao just wanted to get up and leave, but was grabbed by Lu Chenmo. Now, he was even closer to Lu Chenmo, so close that Song Zhaozhao could feel Lu Chenmo's breathing. This was so close.

The distance made Song Zhaozhao's face turn red instantly. He didn't dare to look directly at Lu Chenmo, and could only lower his head to himself.
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