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Feixuan originally thought that even if it was thin porridge, he could at least eat something warm, but in the blink of an eye, he saw the brown rice porridge, it was mushy!

When he noticed the smell of mush, Yan Su was still adding firewood indifferently.

Shen Feixuan wished she could rush over by herself: "What are you doing? This smells like paste, why don't you hurry up and stir the bottom of the porridge."

Yan Su returned him a ignorant look.

—Fuck, even if his young master Shen doesn't touch Yangchun water with his fingers, he also knows that the porridge needs to be stirred before it sticks to the bottom.

Yan Su moved his nose, and quickly followed Shen Feixuan's words and began to stir the rice porridge.

Although it was mushy, fortunately it did not turn into a pot of black charcoal.Yan Su scooped out the caked and burnt porridge and poured it out, scooped the still white and thick porridge into a bowl, and handed it to Shen Feixuan.

Shen Feixuan: "...".

You fucking see me watching here, it's not easy to poison, so you just disgust me like this?

——It’s not as good as pig food!

Shen Feixuan's angry eyes were red, and he stared at Yan Su clearly expressing his meaning, if he hadn't been inconvenient to move now, he would have rushed to Yan Su's "insulting" pig food, his Young Master Shen would have beaten him to the point of running away.

Yan Su was inexplicable and watched Shen Feixuan leave in a huff - first he stretched out his hand to support the wall a certain distance, and then slowly moved his legs forward.

Inexplicably, it's kind of like some kind of dance move for humans, the "old disco" version.

Yan Su rubbed his nose, then looked down at the porridge bowl in his hand, thinking it was better not to waste it, so he took a sip himself.

However, all of them were sprayed out in an instant.

Just two steps away, Shen Feixuan, whose clothes were already ragged, felt a little sticky porridge on his skin.

——%...&Y^...*&, die, die! !

Yan Su was really fast, before Shen Feixuan could turn around to curse something, he hastily pulled a cloth towel and wiped Shen Feixuan's butt.

He didn't know that the porridge flowed from the cracks in the broken clothes to Shen Feixuan's body, after rubbing it, it made it stickier even when pressed.

Shen Feixuan: "...", die, I would rather die together!

Grabbing Yan Su's hand, Shen Feixuan couldn't help using great strength, gnashing her teeth and said: "Do you want to..."

"Ah, I didn't expect the one I made to be so unpalatable." It was astringent and bitter, and his throat and eyes hurt because he choked before it entered his throat.

Yan Su himself couldn't understand why the taste was so much different from Rongniang's even though the procedure was the same?

Shen Feixuan didn't know whether it was weak or angry, but she wobbled a little.

Originally, he was the one who held Yan Su's hand, but now it was Yan Su who lent him strength so that he would not fall to the ground and become even more miserable.

The author has something to say: Shen Feixuan: How the hell am I supposed to be miserable?Why won't you kill me? ? ?Is it that hard to let me die? ?

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Ah, is there any cutie not sleeping at this time?If you haven't slept, turn back again?

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感谢在2021-02-2823:02:36~2021-03-0117:23:10期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: 506283911;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of the little witch of love;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!