Just as Shengge was thinking about it, Lu Shishi suddenly looked horrified.
"Miss! Porridge! Porridge!"
Huh? What the hell?
"It's mushy! Miss, the porridge is mushy!"
A burning smell suddenly entered Shengge's nose. She realized something belatedly and quickly turned off the fire.
Fortunately, even though the bottom was sticky, the top was still drinkable.
She asked Lu Shishi to check as she had been told before, and she took a small bowl from the cupboard and served the porridge.
When he went upstairs, Feng Yunian's door was not completely closed, leaving a crack open.
Shengge was about to push the door open, but through the crack in the door she saw Feng Yunian had rolled up his trouser legs and was applying medicine to his knees.
Because his skin has become fragile, when he knelt down last night, his entire knee to calf was purple and black, covered with bruises, and the injury was serious.
Shengge frowned. Although he and she had knelt for about the same amount of time, the knee injury was much more serious than hers.
Since he signed the agreement with her, she can no longer remember how many times he has kneeled down actively or passively, and the wounds on his body seem to have never been broken.
The once fierce and proud lion seemed to have been really tamed by her?
But why doesn't she feel very happy?
After careful calculation, it seems that it is almost enough to repay this amount of his debt.
Shengge recovered her thoughts, opened the door and walked in.
When Feng Yunian saw her coming, he put down his trousers, covered himself with the quilt again, and leaned on the bedside to wait for her.
She sat on the chair next to his bed, holding a bowl of porridge, stirring it with a spoon and gently blowing on the heat. Her movements were elegant and gentle.
Feng Yunian looked at it with burning eyes, and his heart was throbbing.
He licked his pale thin lips, his dark eyes filled with anticipation, waiting for her to feed him obediently.
Shengge noticed that he was looking at her, still blowing the porridge in the bowl calmly, with no waves in his eyes.
Feeling that the porridge in the bowl was no longer so hot, she handed him the bowl and spoon.
Feng Yunian was stunned for a moment and did not reach out to take it.
"Take it and eat it yourself, I won't feed it to you." Shengge's tone was very cold.
Feng Yunian's heart was stung, and he suddenly felt great loss and grievance.
He didn't answer and looked at her with red eyes, "I'm in pain and I can't eat."
Shengge mercilessly exposed his hypocrisy, "You hurt your knee, not your hand. Why can't you eat?"
Feng Yunian was very unconvinced.
"But I have a fever and I'm dizzy."
Shengge had a cold expression on her face, "I said it so clearly. It seems that my brain hasn't been burned out yet. If you continue to babble, don't eat it."
She stood up and took the porridge away with her.
Feng Yunian quickly snatched the bowl from her hand. Although she couldn't get someone to feed her, at least she cooked the porridge herself, so it would be a shame not to drink it.
But when he stuffed a mouthful of millet porridge into his mouth, he almost spit it out on the spot.
"Why...does it smell like paste?"
Shengge was a little embarrassed.
Could she say that she forgot about the heat because she was thinking about Mu Zhining?
"If you don't like it, don't eat it. You can cook it yourself later." She reached for the bowl.
Feng Yunian hid aside to prevent her from taking it away, with a protective look on his face.
Then, under Shengge's gaze, he poured the entire bowl of porridge directly into his stomach.
Because it was mushy and the taste and texture were not good, Feng Yunian resisted the urge to retching and showed her the porridge bowl that he had already eaten.
Shengge knew it was not delicious, so seeing him like this, she subconsciously pulled down the corners of her mouth.
But now that we’ve eaten, it’s time to move on to the next step.
She took out a piece of paper that Lu Shiyi had printed and handed it over with a calm expression.
"Look, it's signed."
Feng Yunian took it without knowing it.
After reading the words above clearly, he became angry.
"You want to terminate my employment agreement with me?!"