Lu Zechen was quietly recuperating when he felt someone coming to pull out the needle. His movements were messy, just like Dabai just pulled out the needle.
He hissed, opened his eyes, and faced Awen's silly face.
"what you do?"
Awen knelt down next to him and whispered: "Master, Miss Gu may want to poison you again."
Lu Zechen frowned, "Where did you see that?"
"I just gave Dabai a taste of the porridge she cooked. Guess what?" He widened his eyes to make sure Gu Lian hadn't come out, and said with an exaggerated expression: "Dabai won't even eat it!"
Porridge that even dogs won’t eat is poisonous.
Lu Zechen was displeased, "Who made you troublesome?"
He made a gesture to get up, but Awen hugged him.
"Young Master!" He said in a low voice with an attitude of risking his own life to remonstrate: "Chasing people is not the way to pursue people. How about we wait until you recover? When you recover, you will have a thousand-eight-year-old man."
If you can tangle with her, this is the best time!"
Lu Zechen: "..."
After eight hundred years, do you think he is a bastard? He has lived for such a long time!
"Go aside."
"No!" Awen hugged his waist and refused to let go. His voice increased unconsciously, "I will never give her a second chance to poison you!"
Lu Zechen's head was about to explode. The truth slapped him away.
Oh.
A sarcastic laugh came from behind.
Lu Zechen looked up.
Gu Lian just came out of the bathroom, wiped her hands with a tissue, looked at him and Awen with a half-smile, obviously listening to Awen's words.
"It's best not to eat it. I've indeed poisoned it."
Lu Zechen pulled Awen away and said, "What did you do? Give me some."
Gu Lian snorted, threw the paper towel into the trash can, and walked back to the kitchen.
Xiao Xi had already eaten inside. When he saw her coming in, he quickly got up and helped her serve the porridge.
"Just one bowl is enough," Gu Lian said.
"OK."
Gu Lian took the porridge, scooped it up leisurely with a spoon, walked to the kitchen door, leaned against the door, took a spoonful and put it into his mouth.
As soon as she entered the mouth, she paused.
Ginger, sorghum rice, scallions, sugar.
So unpalatable.
No wonder it’s called Immortal Porridge. After eating it, you’ll probably see an immortal directly.
I was hesitating and wondering whether this thing could cure a cold.
Lu Zechen had already walked up to her, "Isn't it for me?"
Gu Lian swallowed what was in his mouth, then took another spoonful and put it into his mouth as usual, "It's poisonous, Mr. Lu, don't eat it, let someone order something."
With that said, he prepared to return to the kitchen with the bowl.
Lu Zechen reached out first and took the porridge bowl from her hand.
Gu Lian had no time to react, "You..."
Lu Zechen took the bowl, not caring that it was the spoon she had used. He took a big spoonful and put it in his mouth.
!
His movements paused.
Gu Lian's expression froze.
Behind him, Awen rolled his eyes.
If you say you don't believe it, the porridge will kill you.
Lu Zechen had the porridge in his mouth. He really didn't expect that it would have such a magical taste.
Is she crazy because she ate just now? Is she eating this torturous thing to punish him?
Gu Lian cleared his throat and couldn't stand it. He went to grab the porridge bowl and said, "Don't eat it."
Lu Zechen avoided her movement and forcefully swallowed what was in his mouth, "It's okay."
Just let her tidy up, and she won't really eat her to death.
The warm porridge slowly entered the esophagus, and the taste of onion and ginger was mixed together. It was already quite choking, but with the addition of sugar, the stimulating taste seemed to heat up the blood and rush straight to the forehead.
He glanced at the contents of the bowl, gritted his teeth, raised his head and drank it all!