"He likes sports so much, I have to find something for him to do!"

Ling Luoyu's chopsticks knocked on the table again, and then pointed at Feng Chenglin.

"You, fat man, you didn't hear me. I asked you to come up after you finish eating. Why are you here now..."

"How can you talk without me?"

It’s okay for Feng Chenglin to not speak, but as soon as he opened his mouth, the whole room was filled with a stinking smell.

Not to mention Ling Luoyu, even the other big men looked disgusted and pushed him to the door.

Ding Temple even needs a bucket of water: "After eating, rinse your mouth until it doesn't smell bad, then go to our table!"

Feng Chenglin: "..."

As for it?

Just eat some stinky tofu!?

He glanced at Angkor and politely raised the stinky tofu: "Angkor, do you want to go together?"

Angkor: “…

Since I was thrown into the snow and ice, I didn’t even drink my saliva, let alone eating.

Now he is cold and hungry.

Not to mention stinky tofu, even Mi Tiangong... he can eat two bites.

But he was a little self-aware and was not fascinated by stinky tofu... In this place, it was not his turn to decide whether he wanted to eat or not!

Subconsciously, he looked at Ling Luoyu.

Ling Luoyu was very considerate and served a bowl of hot soup for him and placed it in front of him.

"Angkor, please..."

Angkor: “…”

What does this mean?!

For some reason, he suddenly felt like he was eating a slaughter.

At that moment, he shook his head in despair: "You, are you going to kill me?"

"How could you kill you?" Ling Luoyu looked at him curiously, with an innocent look: "I saw that you were frozen outside for so long, and I thought you must be frozen, so I gave you some soup and wanted you to drink it, warm your body, and move your muscles and bones..."

Angkor: “…”

so good?

Let's cheat. If you really have such kindness, you wouldn't have thrown him in that ghost place and almost freeze him into a sculpture.

Ling Luoyu's eyes raised slightly, and his mind was full of evil spirits: "Fatty, my head is a little unreliable recently. My memory has declined. I always forget some words. I remember, there is a saying that is called... I don't eat toast, what should I eat..."

Without waiting for Feng Chenglin to cooperate, Angkor was already very sensible and picked up the soup in his hands and poured it in a few bites.

The hot soup was poured into the mouth, like a thread of fire, reaching the body along the throat.

That feeling...good!!

Angkor's comfortable body shook and shivered.

Ling Luoyu smiled and became a bowl of soup for him again: "How did you say that... is it a good thing to be called together?"

Where can Angkor use what to do in pairs?

No more nonsense, I took the bowl decisively and cooked a bowl of soup.

When I served the third bowl, I didn’t want Ling Luoyu to have more, so I took the initiative to take it.

But--

Ling Luoyu smiled and curled his eyes and put the soup on his hand: "Come on... This is the third bowl, Mengpo soup..."

"Bang!"

The soup bowl fell and smashed.

Angkor raised his hands like that, looking at Ling Luoyu without blinking.

I just had a rosy face and turned pale in an instant.

"You...didn't you say, don't kill me?"

"I didn't kill you just now, and I did it, but after drinking Mengpo soup, it may not be necessary..."
Chapter completed!