As soon as Jono raised his hand, he wanted to get up, but he let the soreness in his body give him a full gasp.

What's going on?

She pondered what she had done yesterday.

Oh, I must have caught a cold yesterday when I fell into the lake.

It's really unlucky, drinking saliva can cool your teeth.

As soon as Jono got up slowly, he always felt as if there was something on the table, and the aroma of shredded meat porridge became stronger and stronger, so he looked up and saw that the breakfast was steaming on the table.

She forgot about the aches and pains in her body for a moment, and hurriedly put on her shoes and walked to the table.

Wow, it's the taste and bowl from the palace.

It's just that there is an empty sea bowl and steamed buns on the table, and half of the fritters are missing.

She turned her head sideways and asked Pu'er tea, "Qin Mo sent it?" ”

Pu'er Tea nodded, and was very satisfied with Qin Mo's behavior of getting up early in the morning to go back to the palace and taking breakfast and sending it over.

Jono One: "......"

This guy was a little too attentive, so much so that she once again doubted his orientation.

As soon as Jono sat down, and was about to pick up a spoon to eat shredded chicken porridge, he heard a cough outside, which was very familiar.

When she looked back, she saw Mr. Le standing at the door of her room, his eyes fixed on the porridge and fritters on the table.

"You girl eats alone!"

Mr. Le looked like he had been hit, walked in quickly, moved a stool, and snatched the bowl of porridge in Qiao Nuo's hand.

Qiao Nuoyi's hand hung in the air, "Mr. Le, this is my porridge." ”

"It's called Master, is Mr. Le's name you? Young people nowadays really don't pay attention to etiquette. ”

Jono One: "......"

Mr. Le lowered his head and took a bite of the steaming bowl of shredded chicken porridge.

Yes~~

The mellow sensation slid down from his throat to his stomach, and a wave of warmth surged upward.

It's really comfortable to get up early and eat a bite of hot porridge.

Comfortably, Mr. Le reached out and picked up a fritter and put it in his mouth, took a big bite and chewed it, so that he could enjoy it as much as he wanted.

I even slandered in my heart: What is delicious about medicinal food, or delicious from eating these things.

He has studied medicinal food in the bamboo forest for so long, and the sweat emitted from every pore of him who tastes it every day is the taste of medicinal food, and the sweat that comes out is not green.

Mr. Le took a few bites and raised his hand to pat off Qiao Nuo's little meat hand that was about to get the steamed buns, and said with a serious face: "Since you worship me as a teacher, then you should understand the truth that you are a teacher for one day and a father for life, so from now on you have to go out and earn money to support me." ”

Qiao Nuo shook the back of his hand and said very dissatisfiedly: "You have only been my master for a few hours, and you haven't taught me any knowledge, why do you want me to support you?" ”

She has never seen anyone who is less faceless than her mother since she was a child.

She has a deep illusion that her mother has also crossed over.

"Who said how many hours are there? This has been counted since the moment the apprentice served tea, and it has been a few days now? Tell me for yourself. ”

Mr. Le twisted his eyebrows and continued to bite the remaining fritters in his hand, seeing that this girl was usually not too spicy, how could she dare to refute herself?

Seeing that she was silent, she continued: "I don't care, although I didn't teach you anything, but the identity of an apprentice gives you a great benefit, in the future, you can hold my identity as an apprentice, you can walk sideways in Kyoto, is it not enough for you to raise me?" ”