After being silent for nearly a minute, he said quietly, "When I was training in the field as a child, I ate grass roots, tree bark, caterpillars that could scare you to death, and killed wolves and even leopards. It was common to eat poisonous snakes and spiders.
For some things, this thing was more precious to me at that time than the British royal delicacies, so how could it be wasted?"
After hearing this, I stuck out my tongue. It turned out that he also had such a miserable life~
I was thinking about him, he was skinny and dark, with a big head, round eyes, naked buttocks and was being chased by a tiger in the forest.
With a "plop" sound, it fell and was chewed by a dog. It was so ridiculous!
I almost burst out laughing. He gave me a cold look, picked up the scissors and skillfully cut the meat into small pieces, and threatened me, "If you don't eat them all, I'll make you look good tonight."
I smiled and stretched out my chopsticks to pick up a piece of meat. Unexpectedly, I was severely burned by the splash of oil.
He rolled his eyes at me, "Do you dare to be more stupid?"
He used tweezers to put the pieces of meat into my bowl one by one. I saw with my own eyes a lot of oil stars sprayed on his hands, but he didn't react at all.
Is that a prosthetic limb? I feel a little unhappy
How could he not cherish himself so much? I held his hand and said, "Master, I'll do it."
“Let go” of emotionless commands
"But Master..."
"Want me to say it again?"
"Master, I will feel bad..." I stroked those little red dots, and it hurt like those oil stars splashing in my heart.
"You want me to stop because you feel bad?" He broke away from my hand, "Who do you think you are?"
My hands froze in place, and the sweet moments that slowly accumulated collapsed...
I looked at his expression, and I couldn't connect that expression with playing hard to get. I couldn't lie to myself that he was so heartless just to love me.
Silently stuffing meat pieces into my mouth, more and more tears gathered in my mouth, I was so useless, so disappointing...
Idiot, now you are Su Ting'er, not Leng Nuan, what right do you have to ask him to love you?
Don't be stupid anymore, real warmth and coldness will never come back again
I took a big sip of beer. It tasted so bad. It was so bitter that I almost spit it out.
Then I started to eat meat again, taking big mouthfuls of rice. Leng Bingliang looked at it with a sneer on the corner of my mouth.
Leng Nuan, since you are so stubborn and still refuse to admit it, don’t blame me for being heartless.
No matter who deceives me, there will be no good end, including you
We ate until we were exhausted, and we didn't say a word again. There was laughter all around, but here it was deathly quiet.
I looked around boredly. Those men and women made me feel envious. That is the most real life.
Suddenly, my eyes were fixed on a corner, where there was a man standing there with a smile, as kind as a spring breeze.
Cheng Xinyan!? Why is he here?
My eyes widened in horror, and my whole body froze. I glanced at Leng Binglian, and he was minding his own business eating medium-rare beef that was bleeding.
I looked at Cheng Xinyan, and he gestured for me to come over with his little finger, and then he turned around and went upstairs along the steps.
I swallowed quickly and said tremblingly, "Master, I want to go to the bathroom."
After getting his permission, I trotted down the stairs. When I turned around, I saw that he was not suspicious, so I turned around and went up to the second floor, which is completely opposite to the toilet.