Hua Ling, who had light but delicate makeup, spoke with a threatening smile, and then hummed disdainfully:

"Since you were injured while trying to save me, I will naturally take care of you until you recover. In short, before I tell you that you are completely healed, you should listen to me honestly, understand?"

Su Qun, who was unable to refuse or resist, looked at Hua Ling whose words were irrefutable and had no choice but to admit and accept with a sigh.

The fact that his desk will continue to be occupied by it for some time to come.

"By the way, that little guy Fangran is living in the capital now, right?"

Hua Ling, who seemed to be feeding the 'cold male god' one mouthful after another with great interest, kept moving his hands and raised his delicate eyebrows and asked in interest.

Being grounded recently and unable to exercise according to his biological clock, Su Qun felt like he couldn't eat anymore and nodded in reply. Then he looked at Hua Ling who had prepared another breakfast and was slightly silent.

Sister Hualing, how much misunderstanding do you have about the food intake of participants with ancient martial arts abilities?

That's why I prepare breakfast with the same amount as raising pigs...

"Well, yes, but Sister Hualing, do you have anything to do with him?"

Listening to Su Qun's question, her manicured scallion-white fingers stirred the bowl into a gruel mixed with nutritional supplements and oats that she brought from home, because recently Ye Sheng was busy dealing with various battles last month, as well as the fever in the city.

Night and the subsequent turmoil and impact of other events, Hua Ling, who was left out in the cold, pouted his red lips with dissatisfaction and casually said to Su Qun:
Chapter completed!