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Cheng Liuli sighed in his heart, normal people don't care about anything with lunatics!

Going to the bed, picked up a pen and paper and wrote, "When are you going to pick up my mother?"

"When do you want me to go?"

"The sooner the better."

A sly smile surfaced on that handsome face, "Mother and daughter love each other deeply, it seems that our dear homeless young lady also has weaknesses, I thought you were invincible..."

"After my mother comes over, you are not allowed to talk and move!" She continued to warn with a pen.

"That depends on your performance—here, now, drink up this porridge!"

Holding her shoulders, he pressed her on the sofa next to the tea table. On the smooth and radiant marble surface, there were two insulated lunch boxes of astonishing heights at some point. ． ． ． ． ．

After unloading layer by layer, I saw that in each of the pocket lunch boxes, there were millet porridge, rice porridge, pumpkin porridge, sweet potato porridge, yam porridge, sesame porridge, milk porridge, preserved egg porridge, squid porridge, eight-treasure porridge, lotus seed and red date porridge, Black rice and barley porridge, white fungus and lotus seed porridge. ． ． ． ． ．The deepest lunch box at the bottom contains the fragrant and pleasant snow-white crucian carp soup.

Cheng Liuli stared dumbfounded as he took off layer by layer, opened them, and listed them in front of her by category.

This, so many. ． ． ． ． ．There is no mistake!

The porridge and rice on the coffee table in front of him is enough to overwhelm a team of basketball players. Does he think she is a big eater?

"The doctor said that you can only drink liquid food for the past two days, so just make do with it. After two days, when the wound is almost healed, I will instruct them to diversify their diet..." Yesilo said A guilty look on his face.

Cheng Liuli silently picked up the silver spoon in front of him and put it in the pumpkin porridge in front of him, scooped up a spoonful, and was about to put it into his mouth, when suddenly the spoon was snatched by Yesilo, "This porridge is very hot, you Do you have any common sense? What if you burn your wound again?"

He scooped up the porridge, put it near his mouth and blew it again and again until he confirmed that it wasn't hot at all, then stretched it out to Cheng Liuli's lips.

Cheng Liuli turned his head away, instinctively rejecting his overly intimate gesture. ． ． ． ． ．

But whichever direction she turned her head, the spoon in Yesilo's hand would follow in that direction.

"Hey, do you still want to see your mother?" After three or two rounds, Yesilo began to threaten.

Cheng Liuli's eyes dimmed, and when Yesilo held out the spoon again, she finally opened her mouth passively.

After eating a bowl of pumpkin porridge and half a bowl of crucian carp soup, she shook her head, indicating that she would not drink anymore.

"Eat so little? Is it because these porridges are not to your liking?" Ye Siluo smiled, but there was a flash of anger in his eyes.

Cheng Liuli shook his head and pointed to his mouth, indicating that it hurts and he doesn't want to eat any more. Then Yesilo took a napkin and wiped the corners of her mouth for her.

Just as he was about to dodge, Yesilo grabbed the back of her head with a big palm and wiped her forcibly. The movement seemed rough, but the hand was very gentle, at least not involving the wound in the mouth.

The two were arguing unclearly when the phone rang suddenly. Yesilo picked it up, frowning and listening for a few seconds.

Then hurriedly put down the napkin in his hand, held up the mobile phone and walked out quickly. ． ． ． ． ．

The moment the door opened, Cheng Liuli saw a bald man with a strong figure behind the door, with ferocious eyebrows and eyes, he described it as ferocious, and he didn't wear makeup to scare children!

Cheng Liuli sighed in his heart, normal people don't care about anything with lunatics!

Going to the bed, picked up a pen and paper and wrote, "When are you going to pick up my mother?"

"When do you want me to go?"

"The sooner the better."

A sly smile surfaced on that handsome face, "Mother and daughter love each other deeply, it seems that our dear homeless young lady also has weaknesses, I thought you were invincible..."

"After my mother comes over, you are not allowed to talk and move!" She continued to warn with a pen.

"That depends on your performance—here, now, drink up this porridge!"

Holding her shoulders, he pressed her on the sofa next to the tea table. On the smooth and radiant marble surface, there were two insulated lunch boxes of astonishing heights at some point. ． ． ． ． ．

After unloading layer by layer, I saw that in each of the pocket lunch boxes, there were millet porridge, rice porridge, pumpkin porridge, sweet potato porridge, yam porridge, sesame porridge, milk porridge, preserved egg porridge, squid porridge, eight-treasure porridge, lotus seed and red date porridge, Black rice and barley porridge, white fungus and lotus seed porridge. ． ． ． ． ．The deepest lunch box at the bottom contains the fragrant and pleasant snow-white crucian carp soup.

Cheng Liuli stared dumbfounded as he took off layer by layer, opened them, and listed them in front of her by category.

This, so many. ． ． ． ． ．There is no mistake!

The porridge and rice on the coffee table in front of him is enough to overwhelm a team of basketball players. Does he think she is a big eater?

"The doctor said that you can only drink liquid food for the past two days, so just make do with it. After two days, when the wound is almost healed, I will instruct them to diversify their diet..." Yesilo said A guilty look on his face.

Cheng Liuli silently picked up the silver spoon in front of him and put it in the pumpkin porridge in front of him, scooped up a spoonful, and was about to put it into his mouth, when suddenly the spoon was snatched by Yesilo, "This porridge is very hot, you Do you have any common sense? What if you burn your wound again?"

He scooped up the porridge, put it near his mouth and blew it again and again until he confirmed that it wasn't hot at all, then stretched it out to Cheng Liuli's lips.

Cheng Liuli turned his head away, instinctively rejecting his overly intimate gesture. ． ． ． ． ．

But whichever direction she turned her head, the spoon in Yesilo's hand would follow in that direction.

"Hey, do you still want to see your mother?" After three or two rounds, Yesilo began to threaten.

Cheng Liuli's eyes dimmed, and when Yesilo held out the spoon again, she finally opened her mouth passively.

After eating a bowl of pumpkin porridge and half a bowl of crucian carp soup, she shook her head, indicating that she would not drink anymore.

"Eat so little? Is it because these porridges are not to your liking?" Ye Siluo smiled, but there was a flash of anger in his eyes.

Cheng Liuli shook his head and pointed to his mouth, indicating that it hurts and he doesn't want to eat any more. Then Yesilo took a napkin and wiped the corners of her mouth for her.

Just as he was about to dodge, Yesilo grabbed the back of her head with a big palm and wiped her forcibly. The movement seemed rough, but the hand was very gentle, at least not involving the wound in the mouth.

The two were arguing unclearly when the phone rang suddenly. Yesilo picked it up, frowning and listening for a few seconds.

Then hurriedly put down the napkin in his hand, held up the mobile phone and walked out quickly. ． ． ． ． ．

The moment the door opened, Cheng Liuli saw a bald man with a strong figure behind the door, with ferocious eyebrows and eyes, he described it as ferocious, and he didn't wear makeup to scare children!