"Well, there's no hurry." Tang Mohan paused, "Also, you don't have to say anything to me, thank you." ”

"Huh?" Song Xuxu blinked, not realizing the deep meaning of his later words.

Tang Mohan didn't explain more, only raised his hand and touched her head, and said, "Rest well, go to bed early at night, and see you tomorrow." ”

With that, he turned and walked back to the next door, and in a few moments the door was opened and entered.

Song Xuxu, who was standing in place, looked a little dumbfounded, and the feeling of being gently rubbed on her head seemed to remain, and it took her a long time before she came back to her senses.

I'll go, just now the big guy was touching his head to kill, right? And it's the kind with pampering?

Song Xuxu was shocked by this idea, and hurriedly shook his head, he must have felt wrong, the big guy was only out of guilt, he would have this attitude, well, it must be like this!

Taking a deep breath, Song Xuxu took the lunch box and went back to the house.

Sitting in front of the dining table, Song Xuxu's eyes looked at the lunch box for a long time, as if he finally mustered up the courage to open the box.

Suddenly, the small porridge with a faint ginseng flavor came into view, although it has a medicinal taste, but the taste is not as bad as imagined, on the contrary, the porridge is not thin or thick, it has a good appearance, and it has an appetite to look at.

Song Xuxu picked up the spoon next to her, scooped a small spoonful and put it in her mouth, when she entered it, her eyes lit up, this porridge is too delicious!

At this time, she didn't think about the problem of 'you can't eat the big guy's things, and if you eat the big guy's things, you have to have a problem', and she sent spoonfuls to her mouth one after another with her hands very honestly.

It wasn't until he finished eating a box full of porridge that Song Xuxu sighed with satisfaction, "Such a delicious porridge, even if it is poisoned, I will admit it!" ”

- "It is impossible to be poisoned, it is impossible to be poisoned, it is impossible in this life." ”

Song Xuxu: "......"

- "Hehe, master, your physique doesn't allow it." ”

Song Xuxu: "......"

Shut up!

- "The so-called, if you want to conquer a person, you must first conquer her stomach, and now it seems that what you said is really good. ”

A few black lines slid down the corners of Song Xuxu's forehead, "I said, what kind of dumb riddle are you playing for me here?" ”

- "I don't think you should know better, I'm afraid you won't be able to accept it." ”

"Then you still talk about yarn?!" Isn't this a deliberate trick?

Song Xuxu felt that the skin of the system he was bound to was getting thicker and thicker.

- "Hey, hey, it's hard to say, but I can show you." ”

The dog let out a lewd laugh, and then it appeared, directly transformed into a mini tablet-sized projection screen, and the interface displayed was the progress bar of the emotional line that Song Xuxu had only seen in the morning.

"it!" Song Xuxu only glanced at it, and suddenly a foul mouth burst out, "Your progress bar is fake!" ”

Obviously, the one I saw her in the morning was only 20 percent, but how could it suddenly rise to 30 percent in half a day???

And looking at Tang Mohan's one, it was 15 percent in the morning, and it was still 15 percent at this time, and there was nothing wrong with it.

Song Xuxu's eyes were about to fall, this is too outrageous! Why is her emotional line rising so fast? Isn't she just eating porridge made by a big guy?

Gruel?

"Poof, dog, don't tell me, because I ate Tang Mohan's porridge, so my favorability towards him has skyrocketed?" If that's the case...... Can she still trust feelings?