“…Strawberry dessert, plus a simple porridge,” Si Jin emphasized, “We don’t eat man-eating flowers.”
There is only the meat of some man-eating flowers and wild man-eating rabbits and piranhas here. Although it is not harmful to eat, it is really hard to swallow.
He spoke, but Mo Linyuan did not answer immediately.
He called out twice more before Mo Linyuan suddenly realized, "I'm sorry, I got too addicted to hugging Jinjin, and for a moment... I just couldn't bear to let go."
"Go."
Si Jin let Mo Linyuan leave, but slightly moved the divine power in his hand to make sure he could activate the divine power ring on Mo Linyuan's waist before he felt relieved.
That should allow me to... eat the white lotus seeds.
… …
When Mo Linyuan went out and came to the kitchen, he discovered that one of the two bowls of porridge he had made that morning was gone.
Just as he was about to ask the boss, Si Mingye staggered in from outside and unceremoniously picked up another bowl of porridge: "Young man, this is what you made, it's quite delicious."
"We've been running all night and are starving. Sister Yang really likes it, so please make a few more bowls."
But as soon as he picked it up, Mo Linyuan pressed down on the other side of the bowl: "This is something I made myself, it's not for sale. If you want to drink it, make it yourself."
"What's wrong with doing it myself?" Si Mingye relied on Yang Xiaoxiao as his backer, feeling fearless: "Sister Yang is someone who knows the outside world..."
"She has status." Si Mingye snorted coldly, feeling there was no need to say more to Mo Linyuan, an unknown nobody, so he stopped talking in time.
He said coldly, "If you offend her, you'll never get out of here. It's just a bowl of porridge, what's the big deal? Fine, I'll give you points. I have plenty of resurrection cards too. How many do you want?"
"I said, I'm not selling."
"Are you being stubborn?" Si Mingye sneered. "If you're not going to earn points, then get up and get the porridge yourself."
"Sister Yang won't eat those disgusting things like man-eating plants and piranhas, she only wants this!"
As he spoke, he increased his strength and tried to snatch the bowl of porridge from Mo Linyuan's hand.
Mo Linyuan's eyes sharpened, and while they were locked in a stalemate, he slowly increased the temperature of the porridge.
Once he was sure the temperature was hot enough to burn his face, which was as thick as a city wall, he suddenly let go.
Si Mingye's eyes lit up. He was just excited about getting the porridge when he was splashed in the face with scalding hot porridge, and he almost suffocated from the pain.
He didn't understand why the porridge was hotter than charcoal, and the pain made him want to scream.
But the porridge splashed onto my neck, and my vocal cords seemed to be burned, so I couldn't make a sound.
At that moment, Mo Linyuan decisively kicked him in the chest.
The young man still smiled, without any domineering air: "Don't bother, I'll go and deliver the porridge to Sister Yang myself."
As he spoke, he carried the whole pot of porridge outside.
Yang Xiaoxiao, whose identity is unknown, not only stole his wife's porridge, but also tried to steal it.
Since they've already got their eyes on this pot of porridge and it's no longer clean, let's just give it to her!
Even if they don't die, they'll still have a layer of skin left here!
Mo Linyuan carried the porridge to Yang Xiaoxiao's side and politely bowed his head: "Miss Yang, here is your porridge."
When Yang Xiaoxiao looked up and saw that it was Mo Linyuan, she couldn't help but feel a surge of joy.
"Hey, weren't you feeling dizzy yesterday? Are you feeling better today?"
"You're so energetic, you don't look unwell at all. If Jin Jin knew, do you think he'd still care about you... Ahhh!"
Before she could finish speaking, Mo Linyuan poured all the porridge over her head.
It causes endless pain, but leaves no scars.
"My face, my face!" Yang Xiaoxiao was still reeling from Si Jin's attitude towards her yesterday, and cried out, "Jin Jin! Jin Jin, come down and look! Jin Jin, save me!"
The woman burst into tears, making no attempt to hide her grievances.
If he can use this kid to gain Luo Sijin's sympathy and make Luo Sijin trust him again, then this pain will not have been in vain.
Mo Linyuan took out a dagger from the system and was about to stab the woman's throat when he heard footsteps slowly descending the stairs.
It's Jinjin!
She sheathed the dagger and resumed her usual pitiful demeanor: "Miss Yang, why are you framing me like this? I know I'm not good enough for Jinjin. If Jinjin really likes you, I can back out."
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