Seeing that no one supported her, Ji Qingyu finally gave in and could only drink her porridge in this awkward posture.
Fortunately, they didn't actually see it, although it's not hard to imagine, since there are only a few positions like that.
Wenzhu waited patiently, and when the porridge entered Ji Qingyu's mouth, she saw the comfortable expression on his face and the corners of her mouth curled up.
"I don't know what Young Master Ji usually likes to eat, so I only put some shredded white radish in it to ward off the cold. I don't know if it suits your taste?"
As he spoke, he looked up at Su Qinghe and, seeing that her gaze had been drawn to him, quickly gave a shy smile.
But Su Qinghe only glanced at it before looking away; he didn't have time to show his best side.
"It's delicious. I really like eating white radish; it's very sweet." Ji Qingyu looked up at him and smiled, indicating that she liked it.
Hearing his praise, Lin Xi smiled and turned to look at Wen Zhu.
"Wenzhu's porridge is really delicious. I've been feeling hungry these past few days, and he always makes me different kinds of porridge. I never get tired of it."
Lin Xi's words once again drew Su Qinghe's attention. Upon seeing this, Wen Zhu raised a polite and humble smile.
"It's just that I made a lot of porridge when I was a child, so I learned a bit about the cooking time!"
This time, he didn't look up at Su Qinghe again, but simply raised his head slightly to reveal his face.
Seeing that they all praised her, Su Qinghe smiled.
"Since you all say it's delicious, how about we have the porridge Wenzhu made for breakfast tomorrow morning? What do you think, Xiaoxi?"
She looked up and asked Lin Xi for her opinion.
"OK!"
Lin Xi nodded with a smile; he had always wanted them to try it.
"Don't worry, Master, I'll take care of tomorrow's breakfast!"
Upon hearing that Su Qinghe wanted to drink the porridge he had made, Wenzhu was overjoyed and quickly bowed.
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