More than half an hour later, Luo Ning excitedly came out with a small basin of porridge. Ye Haoran's face became more bitter. Before he could start eating, he felt his stomach churning.
"Master's wife, I've served it myself." Seeing that I couldn't escape from the left and right, Ye Haoran stood up, squeezed out a smile, and had to serve the rice by himself first. Anyway, this porridge is something I have to drink today, so it's better to do it yourself and do it like this
You can also grasp the amount of portion below, so you can fill it with less and suffer less from the stomach.
"Sit down quickly, your master's wife can cook a meal, let her serve it." Leng Yan stretched out his hand and grabbed Ye Haoran's arm. Ye Haoran felt half of his body numb, and he couldn't help but sit back on the stool, his heart was filled with pain.
But he smiled bitterly, knowing that this time he was doomed. In order to let him drink the porridge, the master did not hesitate to use force.
Luo Ning put a full bowl in front of Ye Haoran. The latter stared at the glass-colored porridge, his complexion turned bitter and his stomach even more bitter. He noticed that Luo Ning put down the soup spoon after serving him a bowl, but he didn't.
He gave Leng Yansheng and said strangely: "Master's wife, why didn't he give it to Master Sheng?"
"Your master has been vegetarian recently." Luo Ning explained. "Did you put meat in this porridge?" Ye Haoran changed color. "Put some minced meat, how do you taste it and see if it suits your appetite." Luo Ning explained
One sentence urged.
Ye Haoran's face was as white as earthy. If you don't have to drink porridge, you will know that the taste must be very domineering. That time ten years ago, at least the master dared to drink it. Now even the master dares to drink it. It can be seen how good the master's wife's ability to cook porridge has reached. She is determined.
He wanted to not drink, but under Leng Yan Luoning's eyes, he had no way to refuse. In fact, he also understood that this was the master's wife putting pressure on him again, and the two of them were disguised as Mu Ziran.
Purging his lips, Ye Haoran picked up the porridge and drank it. The taste was the same as ten years ago, and it was more domineering than the past. However, for some reason, although he felt it was difficult to swallow, after he sipped, he felt something else, because of himself
Is your heart bitterer than this porridge?
"How is it?" Luo Ning asked when he saw Ye Haoran drinking porridge silently. "Master's wife, your sugar is very sweet." Ye Haoran said. "Well, I didn't add sugar. This is minced meat porridge.
I put salt." Luo Ning said in surprise. "Is that so, this restaurant sells salt so hateful that it actually uses sugar to pretend to be salt. Master, tell me where to buy this salt. I'll go to quality now
The technical supervisor reported him." Ye Haoran was furious and slapped the table, making a move to leave.
"Sit down, the meal is not finished yet, where are you going?" Leng Yan scolded, and Ye Haoran sat down embarrassedly again, gritted his teeth and finished a bowl of porridge, and said, "Master, I have something to deal with, just
Let's say goodbye first."
"What are you going? Stay here for a few more days. I will teach you the method of mental suppression." Leng Yan said. "That's right, what important thing can you do? You are not going to confess your love to Ziran, or stay here.
In a few days, the master's wife will cook for you." Luo Ning said. The words of the two made cold sweat gush from Ye Haoran's forehead. He wanted to leave, but he could not get out at all.
In the next few days, Leng Yan and Ye Haoran were in a row, and even when they went to bed at night, they were still in the same room. They said they were to help him feel the spirit, but in fact they were to monitor him at night and prevent him from running away.