Bold and passionate love: Acting coquettishly in Mr. Huo's arms

"This may be the unevenness of maternal love!"

"Some people are just too harsh, aren't they? Does a mother's love have to be expressed in the same way? Isn't Ms. Lin's love more subtle?"

"Goddess Lin just came back from abroad. Maybe she's just not used to the way people express their feelings back home!"

"There's no need to think so badly of others. There are no perfect parents in the world. Goddess Lin has been so careful to coax her, and Mr. Huo's attitude is too cold."

"If I talk to my mom like this at home, not only will she not continue to be as gentle as Goddess Lin, she will also give me a big slap in the face."

The audience in the live broadcast room was noisy, but Huo Yan had already walked into the room holding Ruan Xingchen's hand.

Lin Qiujun's face turned pale and she felt extremely ashamed.

He stood at the door for a while before walking in.

Trying to ignore the previous topic, he continued, "I made porridge for you. You should try it, right?"

Perhaps because she was afraid that Huo Yan would not give her face, she thought about it, and with a bit of awkwardness, she said stiffly with a cold face: "Han Xing, come and have some food too."

Ruan Xingchen: ...Thank you, I don’t really want to be taken along.

It was just that it was already late, and they had eaten early in the afternoon, so they had indeed digested most of it.

Your stomach is empty, so there is no need to be hard on yourself.

What's more, Lin Qiujun just lowered his attitude, and it wouldn't be good for them to be too cold.

Therefore, Ruan Xingchen was silent for a moment, then pulled Huo Yan, who looked indifferent, and said softly, "I'm hungry, let's go eat something."

"Ms. Lin shouldn't have eaten yet, right?"

She smiled politely and said, "The food will get cold soon. Let's save some for Miss Jiang. Let's eat first!"

Even though she was the one who saved the day, Lin Qiujun still didn't look at her well.

He said "hmm" with a serious face and took the two people to the table.

The porridge had been served and placed on the table, with a plate of pickles in the middle.

Even though he had already smelled the faint burnt smell, Ruan Xingchen almost couldn't help spitting it out after taking a sip.

Is this porridge?

It's about the same as the water used to wash the pot.

The taste was weird and bland, but the most amazing thing was that even though the bottom of the pot was burnt, Lin Qiujun still forcibly crushed the part stuck to the pot and mixed it together.

So the porridge has a bitter taste, which is indescribably complex.

Ruan Xingchen never thought that porridge could be so unpalatable.

She couldn't express what was in her heart, but her face didn't show it at all.

He raised his head with a smile, a hint of cunning in his eyes, and said, "Ms. Lin and Mr. Huo, why don't you drink? Aren't you hungry?"

Huo Yan raised his eyebrows, with a hint of helplessness in his eyes.

After being married for so long, how could he not understand her little thoughts?

This is clearly a bad move.

He remained motionless, with his eyes downcast.

Lin Qiujun, on the other hand, was not prepared. He snorted coldly and took a sip.

"puff!"

She couldn't help but spit it out, her face almost blue, and she angrily said, "What a messed up taste! How can I drink this!"

“Isn’t this the porridge that Ms. Lin cooked herself?”

Ruan Xingchen's eyebrows flashed with a smile. He put down the bowl in his hand and said with a smile, "It seems that Ms. Lin has been living a life of luxury abroad these years and has never been in the kitchen herself. This is the first time I've seen porridge cooked like this."

This is truly something that even pigs wouldn't eat.

The taste is messy and it makes me feel sick when I put it in my mouth.

Ruan Xingchen quietly poured himself a glass of water and silently rinsed his mouth before he felt better.

Lin Qiujun's face looked a little ugly.

She couldn't even drink the porridge she cooked herself, and couldn't help but spit it out. She had no way to blame Ruan Xingchen anymore.

But she originally planned to play the victim to the public, saying that her life abroad has not been good in recent years and her path has been blocked.

She couldn't help feeling a little down. It was so late and her stomach was empty. She just felt like nothing was going right.

Huo Yan sighed silently, pushed aside the bowl of porridge he hadn't even touched, and asked calmly, "Besides this porridge, what else do you have?"

"These ingredients were chosen by the program team."

Lin Qiujun didn't want to talk at first. After a moment's silence, she finally said stiffly, "I don't know how to cook, so I just picked some simple ingredients."

She originally wanted to use cooking to build closer relationships and at the same time increase her popularity in the live broadcast room.

I didn't expect that even cooking porridge would fail.

She simply rubbed her eyes, and whispered with red eyes: "Over the years, Mom knows that I owe you. You have never eaten the food I cooked, and Mom also wants to make it up to you. I didn't expect that I was so useless that I couldn't even cook a meal..."

She wanted to continue to be sentimental, but Huo Yan was too lazy to continue acting with her.

He is also a human being, and he is in his prime. He was already hungry after walking such a long mountain road.

I didn't have much patience with Lin Qiujun to begin with, and now I was too lazy to listen to her continue talking nonsense.

"So what are the ingredients?"

His tone was calm and he stood up.

There was deep impatience hidden under his dark eyes, and he said coldly: "Forget it, just tell me where it is and I will go see it myself."