Luo Jia laughed secretly, thinking of the God of Food in the palace in the past, who rushes to eat bird's nest every day. Some things can be changed, but their nature remains unchanged.

He held the bowl and ate it slowly. After running for half a day, the porridge was put into his throat, which was surprisingly delicious. Even the bright green side dishes were beautiful in color and refreshing in the mouth. Each one was delicious.

He also watched her eat, and he kept eating bacon, wind chicken and so on. He was about to laugh at her, and he sarcastically sarcastically said a few words, but when he saw her sharp chin, she was so thin these days. Obviously, after going up the mountain, she ate the simple rice and vegetarian dishes and porridge in the Taoist canteen every day, and was no longer as greedy.

He felt so sad that he couldn't laugh. He stretched out his chopsticks and kept picking up food for her: "Little thing, eat more. I ate a kind of roast lamb at the foot of the mountain yesterday. It grew up with pine and cypress seeds, and it was not fishy at all. I told them to make it for you to eat at night, okay? The taste is so great, you will definitely like it..."

If you don’t like it or not, who would care about these things? It’s true, I’m pretending to be so pretentious that I hate it so much.

"little things……"

She looked at the piles of dried meat, drowned her bowl, and said angrily: "I don't want to eat it anymore, you are not allowed to pick it up for me..."

"I just hope you eat more."

She trembled and almost got goosebumps all over her body. Luo Jia, the hateful Luo Jia! How could there be such an annoying man in the world!

He stared at her, but she was only concerned about eating, feeling depressed and said nothing.

He laughed, and the ambiguous breath flowed over his head, as if he had just entered the palace. The two of them were in the Lizheng Hall, eating and sleeping, living together, like a folk couple.

It was the best day in life. Unfortunately, because of Xiao Lian, I actually destroyed such a balance, which led to the two of them being distant face to face today.

He looked at the snow-white hands holding chopsticks, and the other same tenderness holding the bowl, eating and drinking constantly.

He suddenly stretched out his hand and pressed it on that hand.
Chapter completed!