Chapter 82 (1/2)

Xia Yunchu was stunned. ”Huang Ma, you heard wrong. It's not Li yanye who wants to eat, it's Tian Hao who wants to eat supper. He can't eat such a heavy taste, can he only drink liquid food?”

But having said that, Xia Yunchu was also puzzled. ”Li Tianhao” looked like an ordinary man. There was no doubt that his strong body and powerful arms were like a patient who depended on a ventilator to breathe and could only eat liquid food?

Just afraid of any accident, Xia Yunchu resolutely brought black rice porridge to Li Tianhao.

Looking at her figure on the second floor, Huang Ma couldn't help but observe a few minutes of silence for the second young master. God knows what he hates most is these insipid porridge.

In the wedding room, Li yanye looked at the cell phone that rang twice and was finally turned off and fell into meditation.

He hasn't thought about how to solve Yao Ruolan's problem. In fact, it's easy to kill her, but she's the woman my brother loves. And the only clue behind the scenes is her. She must know where this person is! Let her die in this way, it will be cheaper for her, and let her taste the pain of big brother! She must pay with blood!

When Xia Yunchu went in with porridge, he saw a cold and fierce night. He didn't know what he was thinking. Although the scar on his face covers up his expression, the breath around a person can't be covered up.

Seeing the porridge in her hand, Li yanye's handsome eyebrow tightened more tightly, as if he hated drinking this very much.

In fact, he really hates this kind of thin porridge. It doesn't taste at all. It's better to drink water!

Xia Yunchu's next sentence almost made him crazy on the spot, ”I've kept you waiting. But I added honey to this porridge today.”

In Xia Yunchu's eyes, she felt that the porridge with honey would be delicious at least, and it was not so light. But from Li yanye's point of view, it was a bolt from the blue. Li yanye's face immediately smelled. How could this woman be so talkative?!

He hates sweets the most. What's the difference between good porridge with honey and dark cuisine?

Xia Yunchu smiled and scooped a mouthful of porridge to Li yanye's mouth, ”come and have a taste.”

Li yanye glanced at her faintly. He was too lazy to open his mouth and didn't want to eat such sweet and greasy things.

Xia Yunchu insisted patiently, ”didn't you just say you were hungry? Open your mouth and take a bite.”

She didn't know how many naughty little carrots she had dealt with in the welfare home. In Xia Yunchu's mind, the current 'Li Tianhao' is an awkward little carrot head.

Li yanye didn't want to be so aggrieved. Although the woman is feeding herself warmly now, he really can't eat that kind of thing. He said bluntly, ”I don't drink porridge. I want noodles.”

Xia Yunchu was stunned. ”Tianhao, although you're tired of this liquid food, it's the only one that's good for your health and can recover quickly.” Xia Yunchu smiled and comforted him patiently.