Leng Aotian, who heard the sound, moved his hands for a moment, then silently looked at Gu Zichen's belly.
Gu Zichen coughed twice in embarrassment: "The sound just now was not made by me."
Leng Aotian stood up from the bed, then picked up the chicken drumstick rice in his hand and walked towards Gu Zichen.
Gu Zichen paused and couldn't help but think to himself, Leng Aotian finally got the idea! He also knew not to starve him!
"Huh! It's too late for you to please me now! I won't accept any bribes!"
He closed his eyes and raised his little head, looking full of arrogance.
Suddenly, Leng Aotian's puzzled voice came from the distance.
"What are you talking about?"
Gu Zichen paused, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Leng Aotian already standing on the balcony.
"Why did you get there?"
Leng Aotian pulled up a chair and sat down in a serious manner: "Your stomach will growl when you smell the aroma of chicken drumstick rice. I will go to the balcony to eat it, so you won't smell it and your stomach won't grow."
"..."
Gu Zichen sighed helplessly, now he knew it without looking.
This guy Leng Aotian has low emotional intelligence!
Gu Zichen tried his best to divert his attention from Leng Aotian who was eating delicious chicken leg rice on the balcony.
But a breeze blew, and the aroma of chicken drumstick rice blew into the room again with the oncoming wind.
I don't know if it was the effect of the breeze, but the ordinary chicken drumstick rice actually had an unusual aroma.
Once again, Gu Zichen's stomach rumbled uncontrollably.
Leng Aotian ate his chicken legs and rice for a moment, then turned his head to look at Gu Zichen in the room.
"Why is your stomach ringing again?"
A lot of blush appeared on Gu Zichen's face: "Because I'm hungry."
Looking at his unnatural eyes that were similar to Gu Manman's, Leng Aotian finally softened his heart.
He returned to the room, put down the chicken drumstick rice in his hand, and picked up another one.
Leng Aotian pulled up the stool and sat in front of Gu Zichen, his hands holding the chicken legs and rice were trembling: "Okay, I'll feed you, but you'd better not play any tricks with me!"
Gu Zichen nodded, seeming a little helpless: "I am tied here by you, what tricks can I play with you?"
Leng Aotian hummed softly, then took out a spoonful of rice and handed it to Gu Zichen's mouth.
It's just that his hands have been shaking all the time. Instead of a spoon full of rice, only a few grains of rice were left.
Gu Zichen looked at Leng Aotian's trembling hands, feeling a little helpless.
"Uncle, if you keep shaking like this, the last few grains of rice in the spoon will fall off."
Leng Aotian pretended to be calm and said: "You said I'm shaking?"
Gu Zichen silently looked at his still shaking hands: "Can't you see that you are shaking?"
Leng Aotian silently glanced at his hand which was really shaking, and then shook his head seriously: "It's not shaking."
He couldn't help but speed up and put the spoon to Gu Zichen's mouth: "Open your mouth and eat."
Gu Zichen silently glanced at the spoon at the corner of his mouth, and then fell into a daze.
"Uncle, what do you want me to eat?"
Leng Aotian frowned: "Eat."
Gu Zichen curled his eyes at the spoon beside his mouth: "Look to see if there is any rice in the spoon."
Leng Aotian paused, and then looked at the spoon in his hand.
Sure enough, not a grain of rice was left in the spoon.
He coughed dryly and retracted his hand, "It was just an accident."
After saying that, he scooped up a spoonful of rice again and handed it to Gu Zichen's mouth again.
But when he handed over the spoon in his hand, all the rice in the spoon fell out again.
Gu Zichen said helplessly: "Uncle, can you let me go first? I will eat by myself."
Leng Aotian frowned when he thought of Gu Zichen's previous behavior of trying to sneak out.
"No, I can't let you go."
He scooped up another spoonful of rice, then stretched out a hand to carefully catch it under the spoon.
He stared at the spoon in his hand solemnly, then gritted his teeth and pretended to move the spoon smoothly to Gu Zichen's mouth.
This time it was okay. After one spoonful of rice, there was still half a spoonful of rice left.
Gu Zichen opened his mouth and swallowed all the rice in the spoon.
Now, he is very satisfied that there is still some rice on the spoon and is no longer picky.
Leng Aotian seemed to have found a secret book, and then handed the spoon in his hand to Gu Zichen's mouth again.
A good bowl of chicken drumstick rice, but after one meal, only half the bowl is left.
In fact, to be honest, half of the rice has already fallen on the ground.
Gu Zichen actually only took a few bites of it.
"Little Guitou, are you dissatisfied?"
Leng Aotian seemed to notice the helplessness on Gu Zichen's face.
Gu Zichen sighed softly, as if he was infinitely sad: "I'm not dissatisfied, I'm sad!"
"Have you eaten yet? I've already fed you half a bowl, what else are you dissatisfied with?"
Leng Aotian seemed a little moody.
Gu Zichen silently looked at the rice that fell on the ground: "Don't you know how much food you just fed me? Look at the rice that fell on the ground..."
Leng Aotian was startled, and then withdrew his gaze seriously: "Did you just say you ate it?"
"Eat it..."
Gu Zichen answered instinctively.
"That's enough." Leng Aotian continued to nod, and then continued to hold the chicken drumstick rice in his hand.
This time, he sat directly opposite Gu Zichen, with no less than a hand's distance between them.
Gu Zichen shrank his head, and then took a breath of cold air: "Uncle, why are you coming so close to me all of a sudden? It's so scary..."
After Leng Aotian pulled his head and stabilized it within his distance, he suddenly picked up the spoon in his hand, then scooped up the rice and brought it to his mouth.
"Open your mouth and eat."
Gu Zichen closed his lips tightly and refused to open his mouth.
Leng Aotian was also rude. He grabbed his chin with one hand, pinched his fleshy face, and forced him to open his mouth.
He stuffed the rice and chicken drumsticks in his hand into his mouth one by one, and then patted Gu Zichen on the head.
"Delicious."
Gu Zichen snorted coldly and stirred the rice and chicken drumsticks in his mouth, "Finally, you gave me a mouthful of rice that was enough to fit between my teeth."
Leng Aotian snorted coldly, then put the box in his hand aside, "It would be nice if I could feed you, but you know, no one has ever been treated like this."
"I think no one would want such treatment."
Gu Zichen retorted mercilessly.
Leng Aotian is stubborn and doesn't care about a child.
He looked at the watch on his wrist and frowned: "It's getting late, I have to leave..."