18 Should I be punished for making something so unpalatable for myself to drink?

In this moment of inner trance, Ji Chen saw that Ghost Eye had walked in front of him.

He stopped at the upper step of where he was standing.

Not to mention the height of the steps, just the height difference alone made Ji Chen have to look up at that person.

The same blood-red eyes as always, scary and full of ghosts.

Ordinary mortals would not have this kind of eyes.

But Ghost Eye has had it since childhood.

Ji Chen didn't know what he was going to do. He just saw him stop in front of him, raised his hand, and gently rubbed the blood mark that he had just made with his fingertips.

The blood mark healed as his fingertips passed over it.

Ji Chen glanced sideways at the bony hand.

There seemed to be blood on the palm, but there was no injury.

"You want him to live, right?" Ghost Eye's voice broke through the air from above.

It was easy to imagine who he was referring to.

Ji Chen nodded in response.

"Can you cook?"

Ji Chen was confused by his sudden question, "Ah?"

"I'm hungry."

Ji Chen was a little speechless. Why did everyone ask him for food today?

"If I cook you a meal, will you let him go?" "It depends

on your performance."

"What performance?"

"It has to be delicious."

Ji Chen didn't like to hear this.

The meals he cooked were all delicious. Besides, these people who practiced Taoism every day and had been fasting for a long time probably had never seen any delicacies from the mountains and the sea. It was too easy to satisfy their stomachs.

"You can cook, but I need ingredients and a stove." Ji Chen paused, "and a pot."

As soon as he finished speaking, Gui Tong waved his long sleeves, and behind him, with a flash of inspiration, all the things he wanted appeared.

But the ingredients were only lotus seeds and blood-recovering grass, as well as some miscellaneous grains.

Could it be that Gui Tong meant to make "Green Lotus Root Blood-Recovering Porridge" for him?

Xue Wuxi had mentioned this to him before.

Yes, he really guessed that he was his master.

So he wanted to verify it in this way.

Because he had drunk it before, and it was made by himself.

But Ji Chen was not panicked.

Since this was just a verification, it meant that Gui Tong was not sure about this guess.

As long as he made a "Green Lotus Root Blood-Recovering Porridge" with a different taste for him to drink, he would dispel his suspicion.

But it might be difficult to make the taste the same, but if it is different, it would be very easy to make.

While Ji Chen was thinking about countermeasures, he set up a pot on the stove.

Before long, a bowl of "Green Lotus Root Blood Restoring Porridge" was ready.

Normally, this porridge should be red, because the blood-restoring grass is red.

But the one Ji Chen made this time was green, like the color of mung bean porridge.

He did add mung beans and millet.

Although the color and taste are different from before, it is definitely carefully improved and must be better than the original.

He handed it to Gui Tong with both hands and asked him with a smile on his face: "Try it?"

Gui Tong's eyes swept over the porridge, and he did not comment on this green porridge.

He took the bottom of the bowl from Ji Chen's hand calmly, without using a spoon, and directly pushed the edge of the bowl to his lips, tilted his head back and took a big sip.

Then, he drank it all in one gulp.

Ji Chen knew that the taste would be fine.

But just as he was beginning to feel happy, he saw Gui Tong throw the bowl away. As the "bang" sound of porcelain breaking spread throughout the empty stone room, he was pinched by the neck by Gui Tong and pressed onto the stove!

His back fell heavily on the hard stove, and Ji Chen felt that his waist was about to break.

Before he could struggle, Gui Tong's tall figure pressed down on him, holding him tightly and preventing him from getting up.

The big hand that pinched his neck didn't use much force, but it didn't make him feel much better.

Gui Tong possessed Ji Chen and lay between his legs, pinching his neck with one hand and placing the other on his waist, untying the belt around his waist without hesitation.

"You made something so unpalatable for me to drink. Should you be punished?"

Unpalatable? !!!

Ji Chen suddenly felt that these two words were the biggest insult to his previous career.

He even ignored the movements of Gui Tong's hands. Only these two words made him furious.

A chef who studied cooking in a technical school in his teens, graduated after a few years of study, opened a restaurant, and heard nothing but praises. In the end, because of a bowl of porridge, he was labeled "unpalatable"? !

Ji Chen couldn't accept it.

He stared at Gui Tong with anger, neither humble nor arrogant, and shouted hysterically with the last breath he had left: "You have a problem with your sense of taste!!"

But just as he roared, the other party kissed him unexpectedly.

It blocked all his anger and the rest of his words.

Ji Chen's emotions came to an abrupt end at this moment.

He thought Gui Tong would beat him, strangle him, and do anything to hurt him...

but he didn't expect that person to kiss him actively.

The sweetness of the mung beans and green lotus roots that he had just swallowed also entered his mouth along with the kiss of that person.

This was not the first time Ji Chen kissed Gui Tong.

In order to heal his injuries before, he also took the initiative to kiss him.

But that time, Ji Chen didn't feel anything, just as casually and normally as doing artificial respiration.

Besides, the other party was also unaware.

But this time was different.

Although he still had no evil thoughts, the kiss from Gui Tong was an active invasion.

Furious biting, mixed with green exploration, gradually swept away all the shame that he had never shown to anyone.

During the passionate kiss, Gui Tong's hands had already taken off all the clothes on Ji Chen's lower body.

Surprised by the cool feeling on his legs, Ji Chen realized what Gui Tong was going to do!

He was shocked, because at this moment, there was a third person watching this place!

Yuan Yi was still kneeling in the same place.

He originally thought that Ji Chen would be strangled to death by the Lord, and was still hesitating whether to help him.

But they suddenly kissed passionately.

Not only that, but they were also going to do something that was not suitable for watching.

Then he hurriedly lowered his head, pretending not to see it all.

But the sound still continued to reach his ears.

The violent gasps kept echoing in his ears, and not only that, the gasps were mixed with Ji Chen's murmurs that sounded both painful and excited.

He wanted to get up and avoid it, but without the order from His Majesty, he didn't dare to get up.

So he had to kneel until the two of them were done.

It took quite a long time.

Ji Chen didn't know how long he had been tortured by Ghost Eye, and his consciousness had always been a little fuzzy. It was n't

until Ghost Eye left that he relaxed for a long time before he suppressed his heart that was about to burst out.

He didn't know what happened. He obviously didn't like men, nor did he like Ghost Eye, but his body still reacted.

In the final analysis, he could only blame the original owner's disappointing body.

Born to be a recipient!

He deserves to be fucked!