Dota's diet has always been light, with mostly light dishes.
This time is no exception.
Yuan Zhizhi was asked to sit next to him. Seeing that he had no intention of punishing her, she felt relieved.
But now that Dota was getting ready to eat, her stomach was rumbling like a bird, without stopping.
Dota glanced sideways at her, and she carefully covered her stomach.
[Little belly, stop yelling! If you keep yelling, forget about eating. The big devil is going to make us both...]
She looked at Dota sheepishly with her big eyes, then pretended to look at the food on the table.
Red date and wolfberry porridge, cold shallot salad, stir-fried lily bulbs and pine nuts...
At first glance, she saw that it was all blue and white, without a trace of flesh.
Although she looked like she had no appetite, her stomach was still growling.
She had dinner with her father last night and hadn't eaten for almost a day and a night.
Dota beside her had already picked up the spoon and bowl. It seemed that the big devil did not intend to punish her, but wanted to make her suffer a more severe punishment.
That is - let her watch him eat.
Yuan Zhizhi rested her chin on the low table, tilted her head, and looked hopeless.
Dota scooped up the porridge and turned around to see that she had this expression on her face.
He stared at Yuan Zhizhi's face for a while, then placed the bowl of porridge in front of her.
Yuan Zhizhi's eyes lit up, and she turned to look at Duota with sparkling eyes, and said "ya ya ya".
【Is this for Woci? 】
Dota couldn't hear what she was saying, but he could understand what she meant from her expression and actions.
But he said nothing, took himself another bowl and started eating.
Yuan Zhizhi stared at the bowl of porridge for a long time, her little face full of hesitation and doubt.
Only after she confirmed that the bowl of porridge was indeed for her did she take a deep breath and start to act.
She knelt in front of the low table, her posture cautious, for fear of disturbing Dota who was as silent as a mountain beside her.
The little hand gripped the spoon handle tightly, so tightly that the fingertips turned slightly white.
She couldn't use a spoon yet, but she didn't expect anyone here to feed her.
【Know! It’s possible! It will definitely work!】
The spoon made a slight "ding" sound when it hit the porridge bowl, and she frowned, afraid of attracting Dota's attention.
I glanced up at him and saw that he was still eating with an expressionless face and meticulous movements, as if he hadn't heard anything.
Yuan Zhizhi breathed a sigh of relief and continued to try to scoop up the porridge to feed herself.
She tried clumsily with her little hands several times, trying to make the movements as small as possible each time, but the handle of the spoon still wouldn't obey.
[Little spoon, come into Zhizhi's mouth...]
Finally, a little bit of porridge was put into the spoon. She opened her mouth wide. However, when the porridge was brought to her mouth, the spoon tilted halfway, and the porridge slid down the spoon mouth and spilled directly on her chest.
She frowned, tucked her chin in, and looked at the mess in front of her with a look of disgust.
[Hey there! What should I do? ]
Dota still did not move.
Yuan Zhizhi glanced at him secretly and pursed her lips.
[Forget it, forget it for now, let’s eat our fill first! ]
She picked up the spoon again, her eyes full of a determined spirit.
This time she moved a little more forcefully, but she didn't expect to use too much force, and the spoon tilted, and the porridge inside flew straight out.
With a "pa-" sound, the warm rice porridge accurately splattered on Dota's cold face.
Yuan Zhizhi widened his eyes, obviously frightened by the "good deed" he had done.
Dota slowly raised his head. His expression remained unchanged, but a hint of danger flashed through his slightly narrowed eyes.
The big and the small looked at each other, and the air froze instantly.
The palace servants who were waiting on the side were so frightened that they almost dropped the tray in their hands.
They watched the scene with bated breath, and no one dared to make a sound, for fear of becoming the next target of Dota's wrath.
Yuan Zhizhi's mouth opened wide and remained stiff for a long while.
When she finally came to her senses, she immediately put the spoon down and her face frowned.
She supported herself on the edge of the table, staggered to her feet, picked up the handkerchief on the table and tremblingly handed it to Dota.
His face was full of guilt and fear.
"Dei...dei...sorry..." She mumbled, and it took Dota a while to realize that she wanted to say "I'm sorry".
The anger rising in his heart was extinguished in an instant. Dota sighed, took the handkerchief and wiped his face.
Seeing that Duota was not angry, the palace servants immediately brought warm water and a clean towel.
Duota wiped his face clean and was about to put down the handkerchief when he glanced at the mess around Yuan Zhizhi's mouth and chest.
He stared at her for a while, then hugged her.
Yuan Zhizhi waved her little hands and made a "woowawa" sound.
[What the hell! Are you going to spank me again? ]
But Dotta just held her on his lap and took a handkerchief to wipe her face.
His movements were not gentle, his expression was terrifyingly cold, and he exuded a low pressure.
Yuan Zhizhi sat on his lap, not daring to move, and let him wipe her.
After cleaning up, the palace servants left and Yuan Zhizhi finally breathed a sigh of relief.
She thought Dota would put her down and let her continue eating, but Dota showed no sign of letting go.
Instead, he picked up the bowl again and fed her spoonful by spoonful.
Yuan Zhizhi couldn't believe it.
She opened her mouth and took a careful bite, glancing at Dota out of the corner of her eye.
[The Great Demon King is quite nice, isn't he?...]
She had already irritated Dota several times today, and she could sense that his emotions had reached a breaking point several times.
But for some reason, every time he stared at her face, Dota's emotions seemed to be slowly soothed.
Yuan Zhizhi couldn't figure out why, but now that someone was feeding her, she didn't have time to think about anything else.
She ate mouthful after mouthful, her mouth full and her cheeks puffed out like a little hamster.
Dota couldn't help but slow down his movements, and picked some other dishes from the table to add to the porridge and feed it to the person in his arms.
Yuan Zhizhi finally had a good meal.
The meal took nearly an hour.
Apart from Yuan Zhizhi, the most surprised people were the palace servants who served Duota.
Unexpectedly, the king who wanted to lock up the little girl at the beginning actually held her in his arms and fed her in less than half a day.
Even after the little girl had eaten and drunk her fill, she fell asleep in the king's arms.
A palace servant guessed what was in Dota's mind and boldly proposed to Dota:
"Your Majesty, would you like to prepare..." She pointed at the little person in Dota's arms, "clean clothes for this girl?"
Dota wanted to say "No", but he lowered his eyes, staring at the quiet and well-behaved sleeping face of the person in his arms, and heard her even and steady breathing.
He flexed his fingers slightly, and finally compromised, "Go prepare something she needs..."
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