Shangguan Lie has been busy with her for so long, but he hasn't done anything. He probably won't really do anything to her.
"Don't resist?" Shangguan Lie stopped.
"Is it useful?" Tong Shuya looked tired.
"Congratulations, you finally understand a fact." He stopped teasing her, turned over, served a bowl of moisturizing porridge and handed it to her, "Eat!"
Tong Shuya looked at the bowl of yellow and black porridge, frowned deeply, and blurted out, "Has the chef in your family been heartbroken? He actually cooked the porridge into pig food."
"What did you say?" This woman dared to say that the things he cooked were pig food!
Shangguan Lie's narrow eyes narrowed, and the blue veins on his forehead jumped slightly.
Tong Shuya didn't notice Shangguan Lie's strangeness at all, and she was still disgusted, "Isn't it? The meat is burnt, and the vegetables are yellow like banana peels. There is also this porridge, which is not what porridge
It’s just a batter of rice for children under term…”
"Is that true?" Shangguan Lie asked with a smile, his forehead was covered with blue veins.
For some reason, Tong Shuya suddenly felt a chill coming from behind.
She turned her head subconsciously and glanced at the open window.
It was dark outside, and Tong Shuya's heart suddenly burst out, and her voice trembled involuntarily, "Yes, yes, I've never seen such disgusting porridge..."
Shangguan Lie smiled on his lips, but he was gritting his teeth under his lips.
Never seen such disgusting porridge in my life?
This woman dares to describe the result of his hard work for more than an hour?
Shangguan Lie has never tried to strangle a person to death like he is now.
He half-squinted his eyes, still with the smile on his face, and only the cold light in his eyes revealed his true emotions.
"Then do you eat or not?" Shangguan Lie asked with a smile.
Tong Shuya shook her head without thinking, and her expression was as disgusting as if she had stepped on her stool.
"I'll ask once, do you eat it or not?" Shangguan Lie asked in a tense voice, handing the bowl of porridge to Tong Shuya.
"I don't--" She reflexively wanted to refuse. Seeing Shangguan Lie's sudden dark face, a sudden flash of inspiration flashed through her mind, and a thought passed by.
Is it possible?
Did this bowl of porridge be cooked by Shangguan Lie?
That's why he was so angry?
"You cooked the porridge?" Tong Shuya asked carefully.
"What are you doing with so much nonsense? Eat!" Shangguan Lie did not answer, yelled at her fiercely, his ears turned suspiciously.