Mu Tianqing can make him love, let him remember, let him remember, and let him dream, but the only thing that can't make him not hungry.

There was nothing on the table, not even a glass of water.

He took a long breath and walked directly to the door of Mu Tianen's room, the feeling of stomach twitching was very bad, and the discomfort of pantothenic acid from time to time also made his head twitch with pain.

Bang, he banged on the door

"Mu Tianen!"

But no one opened the door, is this dead?

He kicked the door hard, his heart was upset, his stomach was uncomfortable, and he wanted to find something to pinch.

"Mu Tianen?"

He shouted again, and then kicked the door again.

Is this an enemy for himself, or a master?

As a result, just as he wanted to kick another kick in anger, a voice came from behind him.

"Are you looking for me?"

"Mu Tianen?"

Ling Ze turned his head, and what he saw at a glance was nothing else, but Mu Tianen's bald head.

"Mu Tianen, what the fuck are you doing?"

Early in the morning, what kind of demon is she doing?

Ling Ze's temper was very short-tempered, he knew it.

Sometimes even the whole company will be scolded by him for several hours, but they still don't know why the boss scolds, obviously they have nothing wrong, but why are they being scolded?

And for his irascible dragon-like temperament, if he is not a member of the Ling family, he may really not know.

He kicked the trash can a few more times, but fortunately there was no garbage in it, otherwise the floor would have been kicked by him, and it would not be dirty.

Even so, he still held back his temper, otherwise, the whole family might be demolished by him.

And Mu Tianen in the kitchen, because of her ears, she couldn't hear it at all, and Ling Ze outside was almost always demolishing the house, she still looked at the pot on the fire slowly, and then took out the dishes from the refrigerator and began to wash them.

I don't know how long it was, maybe it was still a long time, Ling Ze covered his stomach with one hand, and he was already lying on the sofa and fell asleep, and when he opened his eyes again.

There was an indescribable feeling of emptiness in the stomach, and there was still a slight pain in discomfort.

He sat up, his face was loveless, he took out his mobile phone, he was already planning to call an ambulance, and he really wanted to know now, Mu Tianen, did he want him to die?

Sure enough, this woman has never had any good intentions.

If he had known he should have killed her sooner.

And the woman who wanted him to die early came out of the kitchen, also holding a bowl in her hand.

Ling Ze didn't even move, and now even if he wanted to strangle someone, it had to be based on his ability.

Mu Tianen put the bowl on the table.

"You're going to give me this?"

Ling Ze pointed to the bowl on the table, his voice seemed to bite out, "Mu Tianen, I'm sure, you want to give me this?"

"White porridge?"

"Well," Mu Tianen couldn't be more sure, she touched the edge of the bowl again, and then gently pushed a bunch to Ling Ze.

"White porridge is the most nourishing for the stomach."

This sentence is the most stomach-nourishing, and the hand that made Ling Ze want to dismantle the table was finally put down.

He picked up the bowl, and it didn't matter if it was white porridge or not, even if it was boiled water, he would drink it now.

After drinking a bowl of white porridge, he didn't taste anything, his mouth was light as if he hadn't eaten for a few days, but his stomach was not so uncomfortable.

"Mu Tianen," Ling Ze shouted Mu Tianen's name again.

But Mu Tianen didn't answer.

"Mu Tianen," said again.

Still no one agreed.

He covered his stomach with one hand, and also stood up, and then walked to the kitchen, and saw Mu Tianen still standing there, not knowing what was boiling in the pot, and at this time, her bald head was brighter than the pot.

Ling Ze stretched out his hand and also patted the door.

Mu Tianen turned around at this time, and Ling Ze was still covering his abdomen with one hand.

"Mu Tianen, give me another bowl of porridge."

Mu Tianen glanced at him, then picked up a bowl from the side, scooped a bowl of porridge over, and then put it in front of Ling Ze.

Ling Ze stretched out his hand to take it, glanced at him lazily, and walked to the sofa with the porridge in his back, and also sat down.

He really doesn't have any thoughts now, and he doesn't have much energy to quarrel with Mu Tianen.

He put the bowl to his mouth and drank another bowl, and when he drank this bowl of porridge, he was really not so uncomfortable.

Until Mu Tianen came out again, this time, he was holding a dish in his hand.

There are cold cucumbers, stir-fried lotus root slices, a stir-fried shredded potatoes, and a mushroom greens, all of which are very simple and light side dishes, but they are also suitable for a man who has been tortured by the stomach for a long time.

But Ling Ze felt like he had eaten something unpalatable, and now he felt sick to his stomach when he thought about it.

He wanted to eat these dishes now, but he drank two bowls of white porridge just now, and now he really can't eat anything, and he really feels that he has been tricked by Mu Tianen.

"Why didn't you tell me there was still food?"

Ling Ze questioned Mu Tianen.

"You didn't ask."

Mu Tianen is really honest, he doesn't ask her to say it, besides, she doesn't think that Ling Ze likes to talk to her.

Ling Ze really wanted to kick her over and kick her like a trash can.

But who made him still tied up with this woman now, if this woman kicks it badly, he is afraid that he will not even be able to drink white porridge in the future.

And Ling Ze didn't find out at all, at this time, he used a sentence, it is the future, that is, the future, for people who have no future, how can they still use the future?

Ling Ze picked up the chopsticks and ate the dishes on the table directly, he had never been a person who would abuse him, and naturally he would not be at odds with his stomach.

He took a bite of the dish, and he didn't have much hope, but after taking a bite, it was enough to be compared to the bowl of noodles, and the taste was not bad.

Not salty, not light, not sour, not spicy, with some sweetness, he really likes to eat.

And Mu Tianen stood on the side, under the Mu Tianqing on the wall, her facial features became more and more flat, especially the bald head that was as bright as a light bulb.

But strange, but not ugly.

Could it be that her bald head is very good-looking, if other women have a bald head, they will no longer be able to see people, of course, they will not be able to see people, but she has a bald head, so that it is not so unsightly, at least, it does not make Ling Ze disgusting and unable to eat.

Ling Ze tried every dish, but what did he think of?

He put the chopsticks on the table, "You still know that you are well-known, and you know that you want me to stay away, otherwise I will have no taste when I see you." ”。

But what he said is really not shameful, won't his conscience hurt?