Chapter 190

"To put it mildly, it's poor." The Battle Lord scoffed.

Luo Shihan didn't want to quarrel with him, so she hid aside and peeled the apple for him, cut the apple into one petal, and then scalded the back end with boiling water in front of Zhan Hanjue.

Zhan Han Jue looked at the steaming apple, and there was a little invisible confusion in his eyes.

Zheng Ling also has the habit of scalding fruits?

Luo Shihan put the fruit plate on the chest of drawers next to him, turned and walked away, and stood at a distance from him.

She always remembered to keep a certain distance from him, so that he would not dislike her.

Zhan Hanjue looked at Luo Shihan, who was so well-behaved, that it was distressing, and his heart was numb.

She remembered the words he had said to her so clearly, and she had followed them so well.

But Zheng Ling's stubbornness, Zheng Ling's talent, Zheng Ling's eyes full of worry when he looked at him, and Zheng Ling's desperate and unwilling tears...... Each picture perfectly overlaps with Luo Shihan's smile and smile.

"Feed me!" Zhan Han Jue suddenly ordered with a very tempered temper.

Luo Shihan was dumbfounded.

If it had been, he would have been pleased with her obedience. But today, for some reason, seeing her so alienated from him, a sour feeling surged in his heart.

Zhan Han Jue fell on the pillow, he was fighting against himself.

He told himself that she was not Zheng Ling, and that he should not have a subtle emotional dependence on her, which was a very ridiculous emotional transfer.

Luo Shihan walked over slowly, picked up the apple, forked a warm apple and handed it to his mouth.

"Are you hungry?" Luo Shihan asked. "Do you want me to get you some food?"

He didn't speak, just opened a pair of bright eyes and stared at her.

She heard her right, right?

Isn't this guy really annoyed that she approached him?

Could it be that this guy is hungry and faint?

He really couldn't connect Luo Shihan with the humble peasant girl seven years ago.

He prefers to believe that the person who is staying by his side at the moment is Zheng Ling.

They are just as bright, they are as talented, and their pride is so similar.

Her facial features are exquisite, her eyes are as shiny as obsidian, and the look on her eyebrows is gentle, but it contains confidence and pride. She wears black high-waisted pants with a bow tie and a lace red shirt. Her makeup makes her look very bright, like poppies, poisonous, and addictive. But with the purity of a lily.

Her temperament is so pure and complex.

Seven years ago, Luo Shihan was obviously blind, and his whole spirit was depressed...... Also wearing fancy clothes......

"Hmm." He nodded suddenly. The anger in the eyebrows and eyes disappeared invisibly, replaced by a touch of gentleness.

Luo Shihan looked at the capricious Zhan Han Jue, and thought that this illness had confiscated his temper. He looked at him sympathetically and said, "You wait, I'll go get you some food." ”