"Okay!" She trembled all over and suddenly woke up again!
"What?" Nangong Yi, whose consciousness was a little confused, looked at Qian Muling with hazy eyes and asked subconsciously.
Qian Muling looked at the increasingly sleepy look on her face and said with a smile: "If you are tired! Have some porridge and then go rest!" After saying that, he reached out and handed her a bowl of steaming white porridge.
Normally Nangong Yi would not drink this kind of white porridge, but after eating compressed food for several days, she was already salivating when she smelled the aroma of the white porridge!
Seeing the rare brilliance on Nangong Yi's face, Qian Muling grinned sweetly, then drank another bowl of porridge and walked towards the tent.
Nangong Yi naturally knew that he was going to give the porridge to Minoya, and her full appetite suddenly turned into a lack of appetite. She looked at the white porridge glistening in front of her eyes under the firelight, and knew in her heart... If they had not met Minoya today,
If so, she might not even be able to drink this meal of porridge!
Feeling a little disappointed in her heart, Nangong Yi looked at the white porridge in front of her, suddenly sighed softly, and put the bowl in her hand aside.
"What's wrong?" When Qian Muling came out of the tent, he happened to see Nangong Yi putting down the porridge and asked subconsciously.
Unexpectedly, Qian Muling came out so soon. Nangong Yi turned her head and glanced curiously at the tent and asked, "What's wrong? Is Miss Mi awake yet?"
"The porridge is too hot, so let it cool down first! Feed her later!" Qian Muling heard her mention Minoya, so he also looked back at Minoya in the tent, and then answered.
"Oh!" Nangong Yi responded, reaching for the travel bag and taking out the compressed food she had eaten for several days.
Qian Muling looked at the white porridge that Nangong Yi had put aside with a greedy look on his face before, and couldn't help but wonder: "Why don't you drink porridge?"
Nangong Yi stopped chewing, turned her head and glanced at the white porridge that she had put aside without even taking a sip, and said coldly: "Oh! I don't like porridge, so I won't drink it!"
"Oh! I don't like porridge, so I won't drink it!" Nangong Yi said in a calm tone, and there was no hint of displeasure in her expression.
When Qian Muling heard her somewhat indulgent words, he just thought that she was a little spoiled about eating, so he didn't think much about it.
Walking to the opposite side of Nangong Yi, Qian Muling looked at her uneaten porridge, frowned and thought for a moment, reached out to pick it up and said: "Since Miss Nangong doesn't want to drink it! Then give it to me!"
Although there was a smile on Qian Muling's face, there was some displeasure in her eyes. She couldn't help but think in her heart that this eldest lady who had been pampered since childhood was the eldest lady. No matter how bad the environment around her was, she could never change that eldest lady.
His temper! Thinking about it, he couldn't help but feel a little more disgust in his admiration for Nangong Yi.
After quickly finishing the white porridge in the bowl, Qian Muling did not talk to Nangong Yi anymore, but turned into the tent to feed Minoya porridge.
While Nangong Yi was eating the compressed food in her hand, she stared blankly at the flickering fire in front of her, and she suddenly felt envious of Minoya in the tent!
Although she was not born into a noble family, she had goals that she could pursue if she wanted to. Not only that, there was at least one person beside her.