Seeing that I didn't react, he unwillingly scooped a spoonful of porridge and handed it to me, "Come, drink porridge." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

I was startled and quickly stepped back a little, "You eat, I'm full." ”

"Full?" he said sarcastically, "the last time you ate was three hours ago, and you ate a piece of meat, four slices of eggplant, and five slices of cucumber, why are you full?"

I remembered that he had just eaten, so I said a little sarcastically, "I had some snacks later." ”

"Lie!" he suddenly put the spoon back down, "you haven't eaten anything!"

My heart trembled, and sure enough, he asked Yue'er to spy on me.

He looked at me for a moment, and reluctantly picked up the spoon, and I breathed a sigh of relief, but in the blink of an eye he handed the porridge in front of me again, "Eat." ”

I looked at the spoon he had just used in front of me, and I was going to remind him that this was too ambiguous.

Of course not.

So I tried my best to suppress the impatience in my heart and smiled at him, "I didn't cook much, and you didn't eat dinner." ”

I thought he would get angry, but who knew that he hooked his eyebrows, put down the spoon, and looked at me inquiringly with a smile on his face, "Are you afraid that I won't be able to eat?"

I nodded stubbornly.

"It's all right," he seemed to be in a good mood, "don't you eat only a little every day?"

I felt unhappy for a while, although I knew that Yue'er told him, but it was too much to care how much I ate, do I still have a little privacy?

So I asked, "How do you know how much I'm eating each day?"

“…… During the few days I was in the Falling Rain Pavilion, I basically didn't see you eating. He hesitated before answering.

Wasn't I sick in those days? Thanks to him, I was in a coma most of the time, how could I eat?

Obviously, I asked Yue'er to spy on me, and I quibbled.

I groaned and sat there without moving.

He looked at me, smiled, and then invited Mr. Jiang in, and said a few names, which seemed to be the names of pastries, and Mr. Jiang said with some surprise: "Young master, these things take a lot of time to make, and now ......."

The rest of the words were glared back by Jiang Kuo with a stern look, he responded promisedly, and stepped forward to remove the porridge, Jiang Kuo said angrily, "Did I say I wanted to withdraw?"

Mr. Jiang was stunned.

Jiang Kuo said again: "Let them do it quickly!"

Manager Jiang replied yes and hurried out.

I sat on the side and watched coldly, although I knew that he was rude, but it was only for me, and it turned out that it was the same for the elders.

I just thought in my heart, sure enough, there is a difference between civil and military, if it is Bowen, I have never heard him say a heavy word, even if it is to treat people. Although he thought like this in his heart, he had a smile on his face.

He looked up at me, seemed to be in a good mood, and no longer forced me to eat, he ate with a spoonful of salted radish with relish, squinting at me while eating, and a little smile appeared on the corner of his mouth from time to time.

I sat there a little embarrassed, trying to leave but not knowing how to ask for my flute.

"What are you thinking?" he asked me meaningfully.

I looked at him as happy, and suddenly I couldn't bear to ask him, I just wanted to wait, and when he finished drinking the porridge, maybe he would return it to me.

So I smiled and said, "I was thinking that the young master has a good appetite, drinking a bowl of porridge and eating so many pastries." ”

He was stunned for a moment, then smiled, "Tonight is the best." ”

The pastries came up in a short time, and a series of delicate small plates were placed on the table, and inside were all kinds of small snacks of red, yellow, and green, which were slowly bubbling with a charming fragrance.

I watched the flowers and flowers that were about to line up in a long line, what a pomp!

He looked at my expression, smiled with satisfaction, and then picked up one of them with his hand, "Come and eat, you must have never eaten this, this is made by the best chef in Jiang Mansion." ”

Being tossed by him like this, I seemed to be really hungry, and there was a fragrant pastry in front of me, and not far away was his undeniable eyes.

I sighed inwardly and opened my mouth to bite down on the pastry in front of me. He smiled, like a child.

I looked at the smile he had never seen before, and I couldn't help but wonder what kind of person this was? Could it be that the rumored cunning, insidious, and unscrupulous Jiang Kuo did not like to be courteous to others, but only liked to feed or force people to eat?

He fed me snacks one by one, and happily asked, "How is it?"

I chewed something in my mouth and nodded nonchalantly.

Like a child who has been rewarded by adults, "These are my favorite snacks." ”

After saying that, he handed another one over like a child, "If you come and cook dinner for me every day, I will let them make it for you every day." ”

I finally chewed the stuff in my mouth and blocked his hand, "My flute?"

As soon as he heard this, his eyes darkened, and then they regained their light, "If you cook me a month's meal, I'll give it back to you." ”

I was angry and glared at him.

He snorted angrily and turned his head away to ignore my displeasure.

I suddenly became playful and laughed, "Then you just wait to drink white porridge every day." He stood up as he spoke.

There seemed to be a slight loosening of the corners of his lips, and before he could laugh, he saw me stand up.

"You're not eating?"

"I'm full, I'm going back. ”

He paused slightly, "You can stay here." ”

I looked up at him, my eyes full of doubt.

He said dissatisfiedly: "I mean let you live outside, you're fine anyway." ”

"No need. "I walked out.

"Yue'er is gone, do you know the way?!!" There was anger in his voice.

I opened the door and saw that Yue'er was really gone. I smiled and walked out, so what?

After walking a few steps, there was a sudden sound behind me, and Jiang Kuo caught up and grabbed my hand. I twitched, and he angrily said, "I'll send you back!"

He walked fast, as if venting his anger, reminding me of the day I got married......

Nothing to say all the way. When I got to the Falling Rain Pavilion, I thanked him and turned around and went inside.

He froze behind and said angrily, "I don't know how long I'll be hungry tomorrow!"

There was a hint of temptation in his angry tone.

I paused, feeling a little amused, "I'll be here early tomorrow." ”

He didn't speak, but I heard the inaudible chuckle, and it seemed that the anger that had just been aroused by my stubbornness disappeared in an instant.

I sat at the small table in a daze, my face flickering with the faint flame of the candle.

I sat quietly, my mind full of Jiang Kuo's different faces, sometimes indifferent and gentle, sometimes gloomy and bright, sometimes insidious and simple, and varied.

Then there are the things he said to me, threatening, intimidating, seductive, and even flattering.

Why did he do it? Why did he know so much? There must be something in this that I didn't know.

At that moment, I even felt warm......

I stopped my thoughts and turned to find the little box in the blog post.

Bowen, I will only love you alone.

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