"No, no, I'm not like you, a carnivore who can't live without meat. Let me tell you, eating too much meat is not a good thing. Not only is it high in fat, but... well, it can easily lead to diseases of affluence, which can be fatal. So I advise you to improve your eating habits, eat more vegetables and less... meat."
An Tingyu sighed before she slowly continued with the last word, because while she was speaking, Xing Mo had already finished the bowl of so-called lean meat porridge in just a few mouthfuls.
Seeing her staring at him, Xing Mo said, "You said you didn't want to eat."
Hearing this, An Tingyu chuckled and said, "What can I say about you? What I want to talk about is not the issue of whether I eat or not, but the issue of health, but you... forget it, I'm hungry, I don't want to talk nonsense with you, quickly carry me to the kitchen, I want to cook porridge."
Xing Mo put down the bowl without saying a word, then carried her to the kitchen, but did not let her get close to the pot. Instead, he asked her to sit aside.
"How to cook it?" asked Xing Mo.
An Tingyu raised her eyebrows slightly, "Grab a handful of rice, wash it clean, add a bucket of water, and then wait for the rice to boil. As for the meat, cut it into shreds, add some salt, oil, and ginger slices, stir, and let it sit for a while. When the porridge is almost cooked, add the shredded meat. After it boils, sprinkle some chopped green onions, and you can eat it."
"Is it so troublesome?" Xing Mo frowned as he listened, as if he regretted standing here.
"Are you going to cook it or not?" An Tingyu glared at him.
"……cook."
An Tingyu chuckled and said nothing more. Then she watched Xing Mo cooking porridge in a hurry, occasionally giving some advice.
Half an hour later, a bowl of hot porridge was finally ready.
An Tingyu took a sip and nodded, "Well, not bad! Keep it up next time!"
"Will there be a next time?" This time, cracks appeared on Xingmo's face.
After all, he was known as the Demon Master, wasn't he? But this woman had actually asked him to cook porridge. It might have been one time, but she was actually thinking about it next time. Was she truly that audacious? Wasn't she afraid he'd kill her in a rage?
"Of course," An Tingyu nodded as a matter of course, "Are you going to let me, a patient who just ran back from the King of Hell, do this kind of thing?"
Hearing this, Xing Mo's face looked a little strange. He glanced at her and said, "This won't happen again!"
An Tingyu smiled slightly and continued to eat her porridge. Only after she finished eating did Xing Mo carry her back to bed.
"If others didn't know about our current posture, they would definitely think you had bad intentions." An Tingyu suddenly said jokingly.
Xing Mo hesitated for a moment before putting her down on the bed.
"Hey, why aren't you talking?" Seeing that he was silent, An Tingyu spoke again.
"say what?"
An Tingyu sighed, "Chatting, chatting, gossiping, I say you can't utter a few words all day long. If others don't speak, you basically don't speak either. Don't you feel bored?"
There were only two of them on the mountain. If she hadn't had any other choice, she really didn't want to chat with this wooden guy. He was even more boring than Dang Yan. Although Dang Yan was also a taciturn type, at least he was not like him. Even if others asked him a question, he would answer as simply as possible, or just like what he did just now, he would not answer at all.
"Won't!"
"There's no point in chatting today, is there?" An Tingyu rolled her eyes. "Forget it, let me get some sleep! Go do what you need to do, you don't have to stay here with me."
As soon as she finished speaking, Xing Mo left without saying anything else.
An Tingyu sighed again, but did not close her eyes to sleep. Instead, she looked at the sky outside the window.
I don't know how An Donglin is doing now. Is he awake after taking back the antidote? And how will Long Xunyi deal with the matter of the former imperial artifact?
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