It was already past nine o'clock, and Mu Tang was indeed a little hungry, so he answered and added, "I want to eat fritters." ”

"You can't eat fried stuff right now."

"I ......"

"I'll have someone bring pork liver porridge."

"Pork liver porridge?"

"Replenish blood!"

“……”

Mu Tang's face wrinkled, what, such an unpalatable thing, she didn't want to eat it!

The breakfast delivery person came quickly, but it took ten minutes to bring the breakfast.

Mu Tang originally thought that Qi Ran was just joking, but when she sat on the sofa and looked at the bowl of vegetable pork liver porridge in front of her, she was really going to cry.

The heat of the porridge wafted away, and a fishy smell entered the nose.

She has been afraid of these since she was a child, although the one that Qi Ran asked people to give must have been made by a very good cook, and it is unlikely that there will be any fishy smell, but Mu Tang just thinks it is very fishy.

Mu Tang's eyebrows furrowed, and he looked at Qi Ran with a pitiful face, "Don't you eat it?" ”

Qi Ran glanced at her expressionlessly, "No." ”

"But I don't seem to be hungry."

"You have to eat if you're not hungry."

It's overbearing.

Mu Tang glanced down at the porridge in the bowl again, "But I just want to eat fried dough sticks." ”

The corners of Qi Ran's mouth twitched, and he still repeated lightly, "You have a throat injury, and you can't eat fried ones now." ”

Mu Tang pouted, "I don't care, I don't want to eat this anyway." ”

Qi Ran narrowed his eyes, stretched out his hand and pulled her into his arms and let her sit on his lap.

He circled her and picked up the bowl, scooped the porridge with a spoon and fed it to her mouth, "Fritters or something, I'll talk about it when you're ready, you can't eat it now." ”

Mu Tang pursed his lips and did not speak.

Qi Ran softened her voice and coaxed her, "Be good, obedient." ”

Mu Tang tilted his head, "Don't." ”

"Open your mouth."

Already with a somewhat commanding tone, Mu Tang reflexively opened his mouth, and a spoonful of porridge was fed into his mouth.

Not......

It's unpalatable.

Qi Ran put the spoon down, pinched her chin lightly and made her tilt her head slightly, seeing her little face wrinkled, a trace of helplessness crossed her eyes, "It's really so unpalatable?" ”

Mu Tang finally swallowed the porridge and nodded heavily, "It's unpalatable!" ”

Qi Ran stared at her rosy little mouth for a few seconds, her mouth pouted slightly, her head tilted slightly, very close to him, very tempting......

Qi Ran's throat moved slightly, and the desire that had been suppressed before suddenly surged again.

His eyebrows tightened, such a state was really dangerous.

He looked away from her slightly, didn't dare to look at her again, put the bowl down, and let her sit back on the sofa.

In Mu Tang's puzzled gaze, he took another thermos bucket on the coffee table and opened it, "If you don't want to eat it, forget it, you eat me." ”

Suddenly so easy to talk?

It's just that his face is tense, as if he is not very happy?

She thought for a while, hugged his arm and coquettishly, "Brother, pork liver is really hard to eat." ”

Qi Ran looked at her helplessly, she hadn't eaten these offal or anything like that since she was a child, how could he not know?

scooped out the millet porridge in the thermos bucket and handed it to her, "Eat this, after all, you don't have to think about these things now." ”

Mu Tang didn't get an inch, and said "oh" obediently.

It's just that as soon as she took the bowl, Qi Ran stood up, "It's delicious, I'll go to the bathroom." ”

With that, he turned around and walked quickly towards the bathroom.

Mu Tang looked at his back in surprise, and always felt that Qi Ran was a little strange.

Isn't he just not eating pork liver porridge, he won't be so angry, right?