The first goddess of pride

Jun Ruoshui's eyes were full of seriousness and determination, as if for her, he could do anything to smash his body to pieces.

Before he finished speaking, Mu Xianning couldn't help stretching out her hand, covered his lips, and pulled him to sit down. She forgot to cry, but said with a sob, "Don't talk about death... from now on ...You are not even allowed to suffer for me..."

Never again.Don't want him to do anything for her... She already owes him too much.He rescued her from a hopeless place that no one could get out of alive. He fed her with blood and kept her alive... But what made her feel distressed the most was that he was still carrying so many heavy pasts, but he still loved her... ...this kind of love...she can't afford it, can't afford it...but she can't change it...she has fallen in love with him, and decided not to leave...

Staring at Mu Xianning dotingly, Jun Ruoshui nodded, held her fingertips on his lips, and raised a smile like a spring breeze, "Don't cry. If you cry, the porridge will be cold." Come on, let me feed you." Jun Ruoshui tenderly put down the plate, picked up the porridge, filled a spoonful of white porridge with a white porcelain spoon, brought it to her lips, gently After blowing, it cooled down before feeding it to Mu Xianning.

His movements were as gentle as a spring breeze and as warm as the sunshine in March, shining into her heart and warming her heart.

She stared at him, her tear-stained face hadn't dried up, she opened her mouth subconsciously, filled the porridge full of all his love for you, and in her mouth, a hot stream like a clear spring flowed into her mouth, a mellow taste, let Even though she has no appetite, she doesn't feel offended...

She was eating the food, but her eyes didn't look at the porridge, but kept falling on his face, and her eye sockets became moist again.

What's wrong with her.On this day, she cried more than she did in her entire life, but as long as she looked at his face, her heart felt so painful, so sour, and hated herself so much, how could she be so cruel to him, so cruel that she almost missed him...

"Why, isn't it delicious?" Jun Ruoshui didn't know what Mu Xianning was thinking, seeing her expression about to cry again, she would get nervous and said wrongly, "I used to cook at all, and I used to fight with soldiers. Eat what you have, the meals you cook these days are all learned from a few cookbooks in the senior's study a few days ago... It's hard to cook..." Jun Ruoshui didn't worry about anything, he only worried, I'm afraid it won't suit her appetite, I'm afraid she won't want to eat...

The tears in Mu Xianning's eyes flowed out again in front of his distressed and worried words, but she couldn't say anything, she just shook her head vigorously.

No... She just never ate it... Others made porridge for her with their own hands... An arrogant man who fought with soldiers would cook porridge day and night for her... and ate it for her with his own hands ...

Neither her father in the previous life nor Shou Yue in this life had ever fed her and cared for her like this.

It made her feel that she seemed to be a rare treasure, she didn't need to be so strong and determined to live, and there would be someone by her side.

Looking at Mu Xianning who couldn't even speak, Jun Ruoshui panicked again and wanted to speak.

However, Gong Que said in a somewhat disapproving way, "It's not that it's not to your liking, you just follow the recipe, and you're already cooking like an imperial chef. How can it be bad, but, pregnant women may have tricky mouths..." Gong Que said , Beside the two of them, it sounded like a thunder.