C1249 Give Me a Reason to Die!

Gu Qiancheng sat cross-legged on the iron bed, resting his chin in his hand as he watched Wen Shaoxing and Di Qingyan bustling around the kitchen. It was as if he were observing two servants attending to his needs.

"Make sure the porridge is cooked well. My teeth haven't been great these past couple of days."

Wen Shaoxing was too busy to respond as he added oil to the pan