School grass, your foodie is gone again

Chapter 1108 Don't Want Him to Eat Porridge
"Han, have porridge." Shu Yacheng picked up a bowl of porridge and put it in front of Nangong Han.

Nangong Han took the bowl and handed it to Qi Yue, "Drink the porridge."

"...." With a sullen face, Mo Qiyue stretched out her clumsy hand and pushed away the bowl in front of her with her elbow.

"What's wrong with you?" He looked at her with puzzled black eyes.

Zui Qiyue shook her head lightly, with a look of grievance in her eyes, she stood up depressed.

"Where are you going?" He hurriedly got up and grabbed her wrist.

Her empty eyes kept staring at the bowl of clear porridge on the dining table, and a sense of loss gradually flowed in her eyes.

"You don't like porridge?" He looked at the bowl of porridge suspiciously and asked in a low voice.

"..." She was silent and did not speak.

It's not that she doesn't like porridge, she just doesn't like the things made by Shu Yacheng.

Knowing that he has been waiting for her answer, she nodded helplessly.

The bottom of her heart became more and more empty, and she found that she was becoming more and more unable to conceal her true preferences, and she was unable to pretend to be herself.

"Do you want to drink soy milk and eat buns?"

Nangonghan suddenly thought that the person who had been invited at the alleyway before saw her nodding, so he winked at the servant beside him.

Returning to her seat, Nangong Han took the bowl in front of her, "You don't want to eat, so I'll eat first?"

As he spoke, he picked up the spoon, and when he was about to eat, Qiyue snatched his bowl angrily, and pushed the bowl away.

"What's wrong with you?" He was puzzled.

Seeing her ugly face, he thought for a while and asked, "You don't want me to eat porridge?"

"..." Mo Qiyue nodded, her eyes became clearer and clearer.

"July, but Han likes to drink porridge, you can't make him stop eating, or force him to eat something he doesn't like?"

Shu Yacheng's eyes turned red, and she hurriedly said that this was made by her hard work, how could she let Zuo Qiyue ruin her hard work.

Most Qiyue raised her head and stared at her bitterly, it's so hateful, she can't speak when bullying her!

Unable to restrain the anger in her heart, she ignored the injured hand, directly overturned the porridge in the bowl, and glared fiercely at Shu Yacheng.

"July, you How can you do this."

Shu Yacheng suddenly became pitiful, like a weak person being bullied, wiping away tears, sobbing silently.

【Pack!Let you pretend! 】

Most Qiyue cursed bitterly in her heart, trying to endure the frenzied pain in her heart, but couldn't.

She stood up abruptly.

"Bang, bang." Clumsy hands struggled to sweep away the plates on the table, and in an instant, all the plates fell to the cold ground.

Bullying her can't speak, so let her speak out everything.

If she didn't vent the suppressed anger in her heart, she thought she would suffocate to death.

"July...July, you, woo, woo, how can you destroy..."

Shu Yacheng was so sad that he couldn't speak, he squatted down trembling, and sadly went to pick up the vegetables from the ground.

"presumptuous."

Nan Gongde, who was standing at the door, saw this scene, and could no longer restrain the fire in his heart. He rushed over quickly, pulled Zuo Qiyue directly, and stretched out his hand to give her a hard slap.

"Crack." The crisp voice made the air suddenly quiet.

Most Qiyue clearly felt the burning pain coming from her face, and the pain woke her up, and her mood gradually calmed down.

in a daze...

Why, her endurance, is so low?How tolerant she was before, after suffering so much, she seemed to be unable to bear the pain in her heart more and more.

"July."

(End of this chapter)