C6 It Smells so Good!

Jee Yuanzhi lost consciousness. When he woke up again, he saw a busy figure in the kitchen. Why was he lying on the sofa? Was he still covered by a blanket? His stomach doesn't hurt that much anymore. ...

"Gugugu!"

He licked his dry lips. It had been a long time since he had a proper meal.

The delicate smell of food drifted over, causing his gluttony to become even more enticing. He swallowed two mouthfuls of saliva, his Adam's apple rolling up and down. Was his brain muddled?! The one in the kitchen was Soong Han! Damn it!

He immediately laid down again and covered his head with the blanket, pretending nothing had happened.

Soong Han had already seen everything. Why did he have so many things to do?

The footsteps stopped beside Jee Yuanzhi. Jee Yuanzhi opened his eyes under the blanket and fought with hunger.

Soong Han's voice was pleasant enough to charm thousands of girls. At this moment, even if it was cold and emotionless, it made Jee Yuanzhi feel like this person was concerned about him. "Adi asked me to take good care of you. He also asked me to feed the painkillers. He said that you often don't eat well, that you often have low blood sugar and stomach pain, so I reluctantly cooked porridge for you."

"Tch! Fake! Who asked you to cook the porridge?!" Jee Yuanzhi stubbornly refused to admit defeat.

There was silence outside for a few seconds. He did not know if Jee Yuanzhi had misheard him, but there was still a muffled laugh.

"I don't care if you eat it or not, I'll leave the porridge here." He put the porridge on the glass table. The sound of it hitting the floor made the body of one of the people under the blanket shake. "I'm going out to buy something. Do you want to eat it or not?"

Soong Han took the key and put on his coat. After that, he heard footsteps getting farther and farther away. He heard the door close.

Ah, I, Jee Yuanzhi, am that kind of person!

I, Jee Yuanzhi, am just starving to death! Dead outside! If you jump down from here, you will not eat a single bite of Soong Han's food!

Half an hour later. ...

F * ck, this old bastard is really good at cooking porridge, isn't he? No, he's the one who doesn't care about food! Jee Yuanzhi thought to himself. He licked so hard that not even the bottom of the pot was left. This time, he did not have to worry about washing the bowl.

When I came back, I saw a famous star in front of me holding a pot like an old dog.

The air froze for a moment.

Is there a crack in the ground? Jee Yuanzhi wished he could find a crack in the ground and hide in it.

Jee Yuanzhi pretended nothing had happened. He put down the pot calmly and rinsed the water a few times before returning it to its original place. After he ate, he squinted his eyes and laid on the sofa to watch TV. It was as if he was not the one he had just seen.

He looked at the TV and secretly saw Soong Han's reaction from the corner of his eye. Soong Han carried a bag of things to the kitchen and did not come out for a while.

Curiosity prompted Jee Yuanzhi to stretch his neck to the left and stretch to the right. When Soong Han really came out, he turned his neck back in a hurry. With a click, it was very clear.

Damn it! Damn it... My neck...

Jee Yuanzhi was so embarrassed that his face turned red. He continued to watch the TV, even though it was a direct advertisement on the TV.

"No 999, no 998, no 99. It's only 9 dollars and 9 dollars. Soong Han will bring the toilet bowl back home immediately." The female host of the XX channel explained the toilet bowl excitedly. She also had Soong Han's big sticker on the top left corner.

Soong Han, who was carrying the fruit, was stunned for ten seconds. He kept talking until he was shocked to death. "When did you become so interested in the toilet bowl that I used to sit on?"