After Jiang Ting left.

It didn't take long for Chu Lange to see Zhuo Yilan.

Zhuo Yilan sat at the dining table, waiting for her to have breakfast together.

When Chu Lange sat down, he saw a small pot of mixed porridge on the table, as well as a few steamed buns that did not sell well, and a plate of sauerkraut, and nothing else. She picked up an empty bowl and filled herself a bowl of porridge, and saw that he had been sitting upright with a very serious expression. Chu Lange thought about it for a while, and put the porridge that was originally served for him in front of him.

Then he took the empty bowl in front of him, and filled another bowl for himself.

Chu Lange ate quietly.

Zhuo Yilan peeked at her while eating.

Every time I want to find a sense of existence, I feel like I'm being ignored by her.

"Achu."

"Eat without sleeping."

"......" His Majesty was choked.

After a while, Chu Lange ate half a bowl of porridge.

A certain majesty asked again: "Achu, is this porridge delicious?" ”

"Make do with it." Chu Lange said casually.

The corners of his mouth curled slightly, and then he asked, "How is that more than what you usually eat?" ”

"It's a lot worse." Chu Lange told the truth.

His Majesty: "......"

After another while, she finished her bowl of porridge.

When a certain majesty saw the steamed buns on the table, she didn't touch them, "Doesn't Achu like to eat meat buns?" ”

Chu Lange glanced at the steamed buns of different sizes, "This is the steamed bun, how did it become a meat bun?" ”

His Majesty: "......"

Chu Lange reached out and took the smallest "meat bun", broke it open, and there was really meat filling inside, and said in surprise: "Today's kitchen is very unconcerned about our breakfast. ”

Jiang Ting reminded her a moment ago that she wanted to drive them back to the capital, and she would do this little trick in a blink of an eye?

It's really not atmospheric!

actually played with his heart eye on eating.

The corners of His Majesty's mouth twitched, "Why don't you care?" ”

"A pot of mixed porridge was cooked too hot, the meat and vegetables were not properly handled, and the salt was put too much. In addition, like you said, it's a steamed bun but it looks like a steamed bun, you don't remind me that I thought it was a steamed bun, and it tasted average. The only thing that can be eaten is probably this plate of sauerkraut. Chu Lange took a chopstick of sauerkraut and put it in his mouth, chewing it very deliciously.

Chu Lange didn't notice the discolored face of the man opposite.

Lan Mu, who was guarding the outer gate, was heartbroken for his master.

Your Majesty got up early in the morning and went to plague people's kitchens.

It took nearly half an hour to make a breakfast.

As a result, I was disliked!

The only little sauerkraut that catches the eye is not made by him, but from the kitchen.

Fortunately, Chu Lange is not a person who can waste food, even if he dislikes her, he still eats a bowl of mixed porridge and two meat buns, and then puts down the dishes and chopsticks.

The rest of Zhuo Yilan tasted a little tasteless.

Because he found that she had obviously eaten one less bowl of porridge than usual today.

"Achu, this porridge ...... Is it really not tasty? Zhuo Yilan took a big bite, "I think it's okay." ”

Chu Lange looked at the mixed porridge and meat buns that didn't look good, and suddenly blessed his soul, "These can't be made by His Majesty himself, right?" ”

Zhuo Yilan, "......"

Gassy!

Earlier, he had been desperate to let her know that he had made breakfast.

But at this moment, he would rather she didn't know!

Chu Lange sincerely apologized, "Ah Xiu, I'm sorry." I didn't know you did this, and if I had known, I wouldn't have told the truth. ”

Zhuo Yilan, who lowered his head and ate porridge: "......"

Please, don't say it!

The more I listen, the more heart-wrenching!

One knife at a time, it's a little ruthless!