Chapter 44: The 3rd Night's Alcohol Exercise (6)

After Lu Qilin entered the kitchen for a while, he came out with a cold face.

Lu Che knew that the eldest young master was unhappy, but she didn't dare to mention it, not even a word.

In fact, it is very rare to be able to cook such a delicious meal for the first time.

But the eldest young master of her family has always been the best in everything, and the arrogant self-esteem of the eldest young master has probably never suffered such setbacks.

"..." Lu Che stared at Lu Qilin while covering his stomach, daring not to persuade or to tell lies that were deliberately flattering.

She was waiting for the eldest young master to get angry, or waiting for him to say a word or two to get back the scene.

But no, nothing--

Her eldest young master just took out an empty bowl again, then scooped a bowl of white porridge and put it in front of her.

The bottom of the bowl hit the solid wood table top, making a heavy sound.

Lu Che: "..."

What should I do, she was a little flustered, and it was too late to escape now? !

"Eat." The man's bone-chilling voice came. Seeing that Lu Che didn't move like he was being bitten, he added in a cold and serious tone, "This is white porridge. I didn't put anything."

Hearing this, Lu Che's calf trembled even more fiercely.

The eldest young master must be angry, hold revenge, and resent her.

It's all her fault, she was too outspoken just now and gave no face to the eldest young master at all.

"Master, I don't..."

Before Lu Che had finished saying what he wanted to make up for, the man's slender and beautiful hand picked up the spoon that had been placed on the table, and scooped a spoonful of white porridge into Lu Che's mouth.

"Ah..."

Lu Che opened his mouth reflexively and swallowed the white porridge.

She was already very hungry, and in such a tense atmosphere, the eldest young master suddenly brought a spoon up, and she immediately took it with her mouth before she had time to think.

Until I swallowed the spoonful of white porridge that was no longer hot,

She suddenly reacted -

Just now, did she mean to let the eldest young master serve her in disguise?

Lu Che, who had always been used to serving the eldest young master by himself, was terrified that he did not dare to let the eldest young master take care of him in turn.

But before she could find a way to make up for it, the next spoonful of white porridge had already touched her lips again.

Lu Qilin didn't know when he had pulled out the chair and sat beside her.

The man put his right hand on the table, supporting his handsome and stern face.

She held a spoon in her left hand and held it to her mouth slightly impatiently.

"Don't eat soon, go to bed after eating." He ordered indifferently, his tone undisguised and full of disgust.

Lu Che: "..."

The little fool Lu Che was completely stunned.

He stared blankly at the eldest young master for a few seconds, and after receiving the cold warning eyes from the other party, he suddenly came back to his senses and immediately snorted and swallowed the white porridge that was brought to his mouth.

She didn't know what the eldest young master was thinking.

But at this moment, Lu Che felt that this bland and tasteless porridge had become the warmest and most delicious food she had ever eaten in this world.

...

After eating the warm white porridge, Lu Che's stomach was finally relieved because he had not eaten food for a long time.

"Wow... it's delicious. So full..."

When the bowl of white porridge bottomed out, Lu Che rubbed his stomach in satisfaction and let out a sigh.

Lu Qilin, who was in charge of feeding, saw that the subordinates who had disliked his cooking skills obediently ate a bowl of white porridge to the bottom, and the gloom between his brows and eyes dissipated a lot.

Lu Qilin put down the spoon in his hand, stood up and said indifferently, "Wash the dishes before going to sleep." Mr. President, wanton love!