Chapter 921: Mad Demon 118

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Jin Ye's words were extraordinarily sincere, but those eyes were secretive, as if he understood Luo Shan's careful thoughts, but he was too lazy to pierce and debunk.

Luo Shan has always been smart, she knows how to avoid and distinguish many things, and she can naturally see clearly.

That's right, she didn't want Teng Jinhao to know that she had anorexia, but that was just her idea, the current situation, just looking at Teng Jinhao sitting in front of her, she could guess a rough idea, this guy definitely knows everything, clearly. Thinking like this, Luo Shan didn't bother to make up a lot of nonsense and lies, put the chopsticks on the table, and simply broke the jar and broke it.

"Okay, I'm anorexic, now I don't want to eat anything of these things, I don't like to eat anything, I look greasy and regurgitated, so what, what can you do with me, I'm a doctor myself, I've been exposed to countless cases of anorexia, and I know what to do."

When the words fell, Luo Shan's little girl crossed her legs and leaned on the back of the chair, her little face that was not yet the size of a palm was full of uncooperation, and she didn't know what kind of temper she was making, but it was just so unhappy.

"That's your attitude" Jin Ye's brows became tighter and tighter, and he just asked coldly.

"The body is my own attitude, and my illness is also my own business, so I can do whatever I want."

Luo Shan just doesn't like Teng Jinhao's appearance of educating him with a straight face, she is already an adult, she has the ability to control herself, and she doesn't need to be educated every time.

Thinking of this, Luo Shan was even more unpleasant, and her mouth was so pouting that she could almost hang up the oil bottle.

"Luo Shan, I'm for your good."

At this time, Jin Ye's attitude has clearly eased a lot, his voice has softened countless times, and even his expression is a little more natural than just now, like an old father who is bitter to persuade his disobedient daughter, which is extraordinarily patient, loving, and lenient.

"Good, take a few sips of porridge anyway, you're already malnourished."

"Malnutrition is fine with fluids, not necessarily food. Okay, okay, you can relax, I'll take care of myself. ”

"Originally, I also believed that you were a smart girl who could take care of herself, but now you have taken care of yourself out of anorexia."

Teng Jinhao picked up the bowl in front of Luo Shan and began to help her serve porridge, his movements were elegant and smooth, with the ascetic temperament of a mature man. He put the porridge bowl in front of Luo Shan, took a spoon and stuffed it into her palm.

"At least three bites."

Teng Jinhao's seductive gaze and his subwoofer-like voice made Luo Shan's heart rise in an instant.

Anyway, it's just three mouths, and stretching out the head is also a knife, and shrinking the head is also a knife.

This time, Luo Shan did not resist again, and obediently picked up the spoon and scooped up the porridge, and the action was like a slow-motion camera to put the spoon into her mouth.

One mouthful, two mouthfuls but before the third mouthful, Luo Shan had a feeling of overturning the river and the sea flowing eastward, she jumped off the chair in minutes, trotted all the way to the bathroom in the bedroom, lifted the toilet lid and vomited.