The self-cultivation of the coquettish scum [Quick Transmigration]

Weiyang Song (47)

Shu Le actually felt that he was not drowsy at all, but he was too lazy to deal with Gu Rong. After closing his eyes and pretending to lie down for a while, he unexpectedly fell asleep in a daze.

When I woke up, it was already dark again.

Opening his eyes, Gu Rong was still sitting by the bed.

I don't know how long I waited.

I don't know if the old man's attention has been on himself, anyway, Shu Le felt that Gu Rong looked up as soon as he blinked his eyes.

"woke up?"

Gu Rong's voice sounded mild.

He reached out and touched Shu Le's forehead very naturally, "I don't think the fever has continued, are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

Probably due to sleeping for too long, Shu Le's voice was a little hoarse, and his voice became muffled: "It's okay."

Gu Rong helped Shu Le tuck the corner of the quilt, then stood up, went to the door and stretched out his hand as if he had picked up something, then turned and walked back.

When he came back, Gu Rong had a very sturdy tray in his hand.

Shu Le lifted his chin a little curiously and took a look. There were two exquisite porcelain bowls on the left and right sides of the tray. The bowl on the left was still steaming from the rim, and the bowl on the right seemed to have gradually cooled down.

Gu Rong put the tray on the small table beside the bed, and asked Shu Le, "Are you hungry?"

Shule shook his head.

After sleeping for too long, he is often not so sensitive to hunger, not to mention that he used to be too hungry before, and it is very likely that he will not be able to save the star coins that can be traded for a bottle of nutrient solution in a day or two.

If you are hungry for a long time, you will have a stronger ability to bear hunger.

The more Shu Le thought about it, the more he felt that he had contributed a huge amount to the development of the empire.

It's a pity that Gu Rong didn't seem to think so, at least his expression didn't look relaxed, but he frowned: "From now on, you must eat every meal on time, and I will supervise you."

Shu Le glanced at him secretly.

Gu Rong added another sentence: "If I'm not here, Longyin will supervise you. If you don't eat on time, you are not allowed to connect to the game."

Shu Le: "..."

Ah.

I hate a man like you who threatens Lele not to play games.

Shu Le's disdain in his heart couldn't hurt Gu Rong. He picked up one of the bowls in the tray, stirred it with a spoon and tested the temperature, and said to Shu Le: "According to Song Rushuang, you recently For a period of time, it will be mainly about conditioning."

Shu Le: "???"

"So I have ordered the kitchen to let them avoid spicy and spicy food during the period when you are taking medicine, and focus on stews."

Gu Rong handed the bowl in front of Shu Le, "Wait until this period of time passes, and decide on your future diet after seeing how your body recovers."

The pitiful Shu Le who was already lying on the bed suddenly heard the bad news, and almost jumped off the bed to die with Gu Rong.

When the Shu family line was still brilliant, because the head of the family, Shu Weiqing, was getting old, the diet was mostly bland.

Who knows that there is a young master who loves spicy food very much in the family, every meal is spicy or unpleasant, and he doesn't know where the taste comes from.

Emperor Shu Weiqing doted on this young grandson very much, and would never pick the moon for the stars.

Since then, the dishes on the Shu family's dining table have become more and more colorful.

So for Shu Le, even in the most desperate and wandering times in his life, he never gave up his habit of eating spicy food——

Today, he was strangled in the cradle by Gu Rong's ruthless force.

Shu Le looked at the white porridge in front of him expressionlessly, as if seeing a deeply hated rival in love.

His heart was filled with rejection, and he even wanted to lift the bowl directly.

It's just that he is cowardly.

To be precise, he has always been confident and confident.

After watching Shu Le's expression changes, Gu Rong tapped on the edge of the bowl: "If I don't want to eat, I can feed you."

Shu Le: "..."

No, no, no.

Shu Le quickly brought the bowl over.

The porridge in the bowl was indeed warm, neither too cold nor too hot.

Just tasteless.

Shu Le took two bites with a spoon and didn't want to eat it.

However, Gu Rong was guarding against him, so Shu Le had to scoop up another spoonful and stuffed it into his mouth.

It's a pity that before he could swallow this mouthful, he vomited it out.

He even vomited on the bed sheet with the few mouthfuls he drank just now.

Shu Le: "..."

Omg.

Gu Rong wouldn't hit him.

Shu Le didn't expect that he would throw up if he drank two more mouthfuls of porridge. He thought he was full when he drank the cheapest nutrient solution back then.

Sure enough, a life of abundance leads to corruption.

The porridge is freshly drunk, and even if it is vomited out, it doesn't taste good, but it looks a little... unsightly.

Shu Le cautiously glanced at the bed sheet in front of him, which was vomited up in a mess, and then secretly glanced at Gu Rong——

It's over.

Gu Rong's expression seemed very dignified.

Could it be that he really likes this quilt?

After careful consideration, Shu Le decided to apologize first as a respect: "That, Marshal..."

Before he could finish speaking, Gu Rong had already brought over the half-eaten porridge bowl in his hand.

Then, as if he didn't dislike the dirt on the bed, he rolled up the quilt and put it aside, and hugged Shu Le again.

Shu Le: "..."

Ouch, he is a big man.

This way people will be embarrassed!

Shu Le was originally dressed casually at home, and he had just woken up, wearing only a thin set of pajamas.

After being picked up by Gu Rong, in order to struggle, he had to make full use of his bare feet, trying to jump off Gu Rong and step on the floor to escape.

Shu Le's ankles were the same as his body, thin and almost fleshless.

After struggling a few times, not only did he not break free, but Gu Rong grabbed his ankle and reprimanded fiercely: "Don't make trouble, and beat your ass if you mess around."

Shu Le: "???"

Shu Le was in a daze for a few seconds, and relentlessly went up to quarrel with Gu Rong: "Wow, I said Marshal, you are unreasonable! I am a big man being hugged by your princess! You still let me Don't mess around?!"

With a cold face, Gu Rong hugged Shu Le and walked out of the room, while ignoring Shu Le.

Shu Le thinks that although he has not grown straight since he was a child, he is unfortunate, but his perception of himself as a man is completely correct, both physically and psychologically, and he really can't stand being hugged by Gu Rong like a chicken.

Seeing all the way to the stairs.

Shu Le grabbed the handrail of the stairs, and firmly protested to Gu Rong: "I accidentally vomited porridge! I'm not seriously ill! You let me down first, and I'll go by myself! Where are you going... Damn Gu Rong you Spank me?!"

With Shule's protest sounded.

A rather dull slap of palms sounded bluntly in the corridor.

Gu Rong actually spanked his ass.

Although there was still a thin layer of pajamas between them, Shu Le was still furious.

He turned his head, gritted his teeth and leaned towards Gu Rong: "Gu Rong, let me tell you that I have never been spanked since I was a child! Today, I, Shu Le, have nothing to do with you—"

no end...

The last two words, Shu Le, couldn't be said.

Because when he got close to Gu Rong, he found that the man's eyes were red.

The bloodshot eyes were criss-crossing, and it looked extremely terrifying on that handsome and heroic face.

It seems to have endured great grief and helplessness, and it seems to be full of despair that will never be obtained.

The desire to survive made Shu Le shrink her neck, stretched out her hand and shook it in front of Gu Rong: "Master Marshal, are you alright?"

Gu Rong easily freed a hand to pull Shu Le's hand down, wrapped his palm in his palm, and said in a calm voice, "Shut up."

This time Shu Le shut up obediently.

Shu Le originally thought that Gu Rong was going to throw him out of the house or into the basement, but Gu Rong was more conscientious than he imagined, and carried him all the way to the bedroom on the second floor.

Pushing the door open, the layout of the entire bedroom is completely different from that on the third floor.

There are almost no home decorations in the interior, only necessary furniture.

A bed with a monotonous color, a desk with no pattern, and a simple bookshelf behind the desk for temporarily placing books.

It's as if the owner of this bedroom is only living here temporarily, as long as he will change his residence in the near future.

Gu Rong put Shu Le on the bed, and quickly pulled the quilt aside to cover him tightly again.

Shu Le: "..."

Gu Rong stood up, hesitated for a while, and called out the optical brain: "I'll ask Song Rushuang to come over again."

Also ask Song Rushuang to come over?

Shu Le remembered Song Rushuang's cruel and merciless rejection of his request to run, and couldn't help feeling sad, and immediately waved his hands and said, "No, no, I'll just take a rest, hehehe."

Gu Rong stood aside and gave Shu Le a condescending look, and suddenly said: "Is there no need, or do you not want to see Song Rushuang?"

Shu Le rolled his eyes, unable to immediately understand whether there was any hidden meaning in Gu Rong's words.

But before Shu Le could seriously think about it, Gu Rong handed him the answer of reading comprehension in the next second.

"Lele, do you like Song Rushuang?"

Gu Rong's voice is actually very nice, it's a low-pitched male voice, it sounds very serious, but it doesn't look too vicissitudes.

Shu Le used to listen to Gu Rong's voice package edited by the netizens of the empire when he was idle and browsing the entertainment section. It is said that it has miraculous effects whether it is hypnosis or awakening.

Now the voice rang in his ears, and he also actively started a gossip topic.

Shu Le was stunned for a few seconds, before realizing it, he thought again about Gu Rong's question just now.

Then he raised his eyelids and looked at Gu Rong very blankly, with a Lele and Lele incomprehension expression on his face: "Master Marshal, why did you suddenly ask me this?"

Gu Rong lowered his head with a smile that was not a smile, and gradually moved closer to Shu Le: "Don't you like it? But Lele, didn't you want to sleep with him just now?"

Shu Le: "..."

Shu Le's eyes widened in disbelief.