It's a bad feeling, really! No! Good!

She only ate white porridge, but the two people opposite were big fish and big 'meat', this strong contrast in lunch made Xia Goodnight's whole person exude a powerful resentment.

So much so that Han Gu Liang was embarrassed, and very consciously pushed the lightest dish of baby cabbage in soup in front of Xia Goodnight.

"Little good night, now when you are sick, eat lighter, when you are sick, Ben Chitose will take you to eat fragrant and spicy food, you can order the dishes, you can eat!"

Despite what Han Gu Liang said, Xia Goodnight still didn't appreciate it.

When she recovers, she can eat and drink spicy food by herself! Do you still need someone to bring it!

Hum! There is really no sincerity at all!

But......

Xia Goodnight, who was eating white porridge, frowned slightly, and a trace of doubt crossed his eyes, how could the white porridge brought by the fox be so delicious that it was the same as last night's?

A little suspicious, he muttered in a whisper: "Isn't last night's porridge made with facial paralysis?" ”

The cold Gu Liang at the tip of his ears heard Xia Goodnight's self-talk, and almost didn't squirt out the rice in his mouth.

No need to ask, he knows that Ah Chu, a cold guy, must not have explained to Xiao Goodnight that the porridge last night was his full love for her.

Some grievances and some eagerness to justify themselves, "Little good night, last night's white porridge was made by Ben Chitose, and it was made by Ben Chitose with all his hard work!" Ah Chu just brought it back to you from my house! ”

"Uh......" Xia Wan, who knows the truth, is full of black lines, please allow her to withdraw all kinds of worship on the other side of the paralysis last night-_-|||

She should have guessed it a long time ago!

How can a person who has been devastated by dark cuisine like facial paralysis, who has no pursuit of the taste of food, cook a good porridge!

Sure enough, getting sick will forcibly lower people's IQ!

Seeing Xia Wan's depressed face, Han Gu Liang asked, "Little Goodnight, what's wrong with you, is my porridge not delicious?" ”

Xia Wan'an hurriedly shook his head, "The porridge is delicious, and I was surprised when I ate it last night." ”

"Then in that case, why are you a little absent-minded?"

Xia Wan'an was full of cows, can she say that she was hit by her own IQ, so she is trying to reflect......

Bitterly 'forced' pulled the corners of his mouth, "No, I just suddenly feel that you are a fox, so virtuous and virtuous." ”

The first time I heard Xia Goodnight praise herself, I felt cold and cold~

Although the word "virtuous and virtuous" is a bit girly, it still does not hinder his narcissism towards himself.

"I think so too, little goodnight, you see, like me, I have a good look, a good temper, and can coax 'girl' children, the key is that boys who can cook, are really going extinct, so, little goodnight, do you have a feeling of regret now?"

Looking at Han Gu Liang's eyes full of anticipation, the corners of Xia Goodnight's mouth 'twitched' 'twitched', this person really can't boast at all, if he praises, he can float to the sky!

Silently lowered his head and continued to eat the white porridge in the bowl, not planning to reply.

In fact, to be honest, although the fox is recognized as a 'flower' and 'play' boy, she and he know that now, she has never seen him 'play' with any 'girl' students, and what kind of bloody drama he has been entangled by 'girl' students.

So in other words, if anyone really makes the fox distracted, he will probably only be happy, and there will never be a sad moment.

Seeing that Xia Wan'an ignored herself, Han Gu Liang's eyes swept back and forth between her and Ah Chu.

I want to take this opportunity to see if there were some subtle changes between the two last night.