He originally wanted Su Liu to see his identity clearly and let him stop having any illusions, but the result... Why did it seem to be slightly different from what he imagined!?
In the side hall below, Mu Qianjiu had just breathed a sigh of relief and was about to praise the master for his enlightenment. Before he could stand still, he saw the steaming porridge pot and was stunned on the spot.
"Disciple, come here and have a try." Liu Muchen personally served a bowl of steaming porridge and rice, "This has been improved for my master, it shouldn't be that unpalatable!"
Mu Qianjiu retreated subconsciously.
Because Master said the same thing last time, my legs were almost crippled from squatting!!
"Sister." Su Liu appeared behind Mu Qianjiu again and skillfully held her sleeve.
Mu Qianjiu turned her head and looked into Su Liu's beautiful eyes for a few seconds. Why did she feel that her bratty brother had become more clingy than before?!
And the sponsor’s father doesn’t know what’s wrong.
Even if, even if you really want to live in the same dormitory with her, you can't sneak over here at night, why do you have to say it!?
Mu Qianjiu really felt that she had been defeated by that guy!
It's fine now.
She was targeted by this little sticky bean bag, and the sponsor's father was trying to touch her bedroom, but he might not even have a chance.
You can't really have three people in the same bed. Even if these two guys can accept it, you can't accept it!!
"Come on, let's eat some together." Liu Muchen just glanced at Su Liu one more time and said with a gentle smile.
He knew that there must be some kind of connection between Su Liu and Jiu'er.
But no matter who Jiu'er's predecessor was, in his eyes Jiu'er will always be his disciple and the person he cares about the most!
"Ahem, then...sit down." Mu Qianjiu sighed silently in her heart. She just thought that the master said that she had cooked porridge just to deal with Jun Wuxie.
It's fine now.
Is she shooting herself in the foot?!
"Disciple, have a try." Liu Muchen said, not forgetting to fill a bowl for Su Liu.
He is very happy to have one more person to taste his "new product".
"Master, I'm not hungry..."
"Sister, can I eat this?" Su Liu stared at the bowl of porridge on the table, picked it up and smelled it, his eyes sparkling, and he seemed very interested.
"Ah this..."
Before Mu Qianjiu could speak, Liu Muchen on the side had already smiled and said, "Eat what you want, there's plenty more!"
Su Liu looked at Mu Qianjiu eagerly, and when she nodded, he couldn't wait to take a bite.
Mu Qianjiu stared at Su Liu without blinking, and asked slightly nervously, "Brother, are you... okay? If you feel uncomfortable, just say it, don't hold it back..."
"Sister, I'm fine." Su Liu swallowed the porridge and smiled again on his face.
"Really...it's okay?" Mu Qianjiu confirmed again and again, seeing Su Liu taking a few more bites, and then focused his attention on the bowl of porridge again.
My stinky brother didn’t even have diarrhea!
Master really made edible porridge?!
"Gudong." Mu Qianjiu swallowed hard and gently licked her lips. How about...just a taste?!
My stinky brother is fine, so I should be fine too...
Seeing Su Liu eating the porridge he made by himself, Liu Muchen was slightly relieved. In order to make the porridge well this time, he went to Lian Xi for advice.
"Then let me try it!" Mu Qianjiu picked up the spoon and took a big mouthful.
The moment the porridge entered the mouth, Mu Qianjiu's expression froze instantly, but she had already swallowed the mouthful of porridge, and looked at Su Liu beside her with her big eyes.
Su Liuzheng was eating with gusto. He seemed to be aware of Mu Qianjiu's gaze and glanced at Mu Qianjiu with a puzzled look.
"Gudong."
As Mu Qianjiu's throat rolled and she took a mouthful of porridge, Mu Qianjiu moved her lips and asked in a hoarse voice, "Brother, this porridge..."
"It's delicious. Sister, do you want more?" Su Liu put down the porridge bowl, picked up Mu Qianjiu's bowl, and filled it up again.
Mu Qianjiu, "..."
"That's enough!" Mu Qianjiu pinched her belly with one small hand and drank the entire bowl of porridge, "I-I'll be back soon, you guys eat slowly!"
Before Liu Muchen and Su Liu could speak, Mu Qianjiu had already rushed towards the back mountain.
"How could..." Liu Muchen tasted it himself and his expression changed slightly.
He remembered that Jiuer liked sweets, so he wanted to make the porridge sweeter. Why was it so salty?!
He looked at Su Liu.
At this time, Su Liu had already drank two large bowls, and kept looking in the direction Mu Qianjiu was leaving, as if hesitating whether to follow or not...
"Ahem, Fellow Daoist Su, what do you think of this porridge?" Liu Muchen looked at Su Liu with a hint of joy in his eyes.
Because Su Liu is the first person besides himself who has tasted the porridge he cooked and can sit here calmly. If he is willing to help taste it, his cooking skills will definitely improve very quickly!
"It tastes good." A smile appeared on Su Liu's face, "Can I have another bowl?"
"Of course!" Liu Muchen readily agreed and served him a bowl himself.
Watching Su Liu drink his porridge, Liu Muchen smiled again on his face, as if he was finally recognized at this moment.
That kind of joy cannot be described in words...
This is what is called, it’s hard to find a confidant, right?!
At this moment, Mu Qianjiu felt that the sky was dark and the earth was dark. She even forgot how long she had been squatting in the back mountain. When she walked out of the back mountain, her legs were floating...
how so.
Why is it that my stinky brother is okay, but I am the only one who has a stomachache!?
Mu Qianjiu had a sad face, and even thought that there might be something wrong with her stomach?!
Before taking a few steps, Mu Qianjiu's expression changed, and she turned around and rushed back to the back mountain...
This squat lasted another full half an hour.
After struggling like this several times, Mu Qianjiu was completely exhausted. She returned to the palace where she lived in one step and fell down on the bed.
After resting for a while, Mu Qianjiu regained some strength. With trembling hands, she took out a healing elixir and stuffed it into her mouth. Her pale face gradually began to regain its color.
The stomach discomfort has eased a lot, but I still feel weak.
As long as she has the residue of what the sponsor's father made, she can develop an antidote, but what the master made is really incomprehensible!!
Just when Mu Qianjiu was drowsy, strange pictures suddenly appeared in his mind.
Although it was a little blurry, for some reason, when these pictures came to mind, Mu Qianjiu felt her heart throb in pain.
In the picture, countless corpses fell from the void.
Deep in the void, a strange-looking golden war spear shattered the void and fell towards him.
At this critical moment, a bloody figure stood in front of him, and the golden war spear penetrated the man's chest!
"No, don't!" Mu Qianjiu's eyes suddenly opened, one hand tightly covering her chest, tears bursting from her eyes!
