Chapter 1323 Is It Okay Not to Drink?

After Jiang Yucheng and the others left, Fu Yixing went into the kitchen, cooked some food for Lu Wanchu himself, and filled another bowl of soup made by Sylvia Sylvia.

Carrying the tray in both hands, she went upstairs. In the room, Lu Wanchu closed her eyes slightly and fell asleep peacefully, with a delicate and beautiful profile.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Lu Wanchu opened his eyes, looked at Fu Yixing who entered the room with a smile, "I heard Yun Shu's voice, is she still there?"

"Go back, see her tomorrow."

Fu Yixing put the food on the coffee table, picked up the millet porridge he made, blew it and walked to Lu Wanchu.

"I will do it myself."

Lu Wanchu covered her chest and was struggling to get up.

Fu Yixing grabbed Lu Wanchu's hand, helped her sit up, and leaned against the head of the bed, "I'll feed you!"

"My hands are fine, I can eat by myself."

"But I want to feed you."

"……All right!"

Under Fu Yixing's deep gaze, Lu Wanchu voluntarily surrendered.

Fu Yixing's phoenix eyes softened, he picked up a spoon to scoop up millet porridge and blew it in front of his thin lips, and then put it in front of Lu Wanchu's lips, "Eat it, it won't be hot anymore."

Lu Wanchu opened her mouth to eat the millet porridge. The millet porridge was soft and delicious, and she ate most of it in no time.

"have you eaten?"

Glancing at the millet porridge, Lu Wanchu immediately asked.

"Eat later."

Fu Yixing said in a low voice.

Lu Wanchu's eyes dimmed, she raised her hand to grab the spoon, and put a spoonful of millet porridge on Fu Yixing's mouth, "Let's eat together."

Fu Yixing looked up at Lu Wanchu, and opened his mouth to eat.

Seeing that he didn't object to eating it, Lu Wanchu laughed, "Is it delicious?"

"good!"

"Praise yourself, Fu Yixing, where's your face?"

Lu Wanchu laughed out loud, but she frowned because of the wound.

Fu Yixing put the bowl in his hand aside, hugged Lu Wanchu, his face full of distress, "Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt, it will be fine soon, it's not a big deal, don't frown, okay?"

Lu Wanchu raised his hand and stretched Fu Yixing's brows. This fool must not have noticed. Ever since he knew that she had taken care of her, his brows had never been stretched.

He was worried about her and felt sorry for her, and she also felt sorry for him like this.

"it is good!"

Fu Yixing slowly stretched his brows, and quietly hugged Lu Wanchu.

"What's that bowl?"

Fu Yixing let go of Lu Wanchu, and picked up the warm tonic soup on the coffee table, "The soup made by Sylvia."

Smelling that smell, Lu Wanchu frowned, "What did Yun Shu put in, why is it so bad?"

Fu Yixing also frowned. He took a look at the soup just now. They were all nourishing qi and nourishing blood. When they were mixed together, they really didn't smell much.

"Drink!"

Picking up the bowl of soup, Fu Yixing said softly.

"Is it okay not to drink?"

After eating more than half a bowl of porridge, Lu Wanchu was already full. How could he drink such a big bowl of tonic soup? In addition, Sylvia was afraid that she would not be able to replenish Qi and nourish blood, so he put in a lot of things and mixed them together. The smell was really bad Smell, not to mention the smell, the taste is probably not much better.

"no!"

Fu Yixing would definitely throw away Sylvia's usual soup, but not today, for Lu Wanchu's sake, he had to let her drink it too.

"Fu Yixing."

Lu Wanchu looked at Fu Yixing eagerly, looking very pitiful, like a cute kitten.

"Good night, drinking it will do you good."

"I'll be fine soon, can I not drink?"

Lu Wanchu couldn't laugh or cry, she really didn't want to drink it, mainly because the taste was really hard to describe.