Tyrant, calm down

Chapter 247
Murong Li picked up the two dishes on the table and made a gesture to take them out and throw them away.

Shen Jingshu's eyelids twitched, and he stretched out his chopsticks, pressing down on the two plates.

"Don't." She said, "Although...it doesn't look like much, but it smells good, so it shouldn't be too bad."

God, forgive her for lying against her own conscience.

It was because she was afraid of hurting Murong Li's glassy heart.

If this guy can't think about not eating for a few days, who will save the little bun then?

Looking at the dark dishes on the plate, both in color and in smell, Shen Jingshu resisted the twitching of his stomach, picked up a piece of cabbage that didn't look so scary in color, and slowly put it into his mouth.

The world seems to stand still at this moment.

Expectation and uneasiness flickered in Murong Li's quiet eyes.

Even An Ming couldn't help but breathe lightly, staring carefully at Shen Jingshu's face, lest she say something like "Ah! Why is it so unpalatable!".

Shen Jingshu didn't know, but he did. His family's prince, who never entered the kitchen and never dipped in the sun, put so much care into these two dishes.

A slight expression of disgust from Shen Jingshu may hurt the sincere heart of his prince.

The moment her taste buds touched the cabbage, Shen Jingshu felt as if a thunderbolt struck her mind, which made her brain go blank and even all senses seemed to disappear suddenly.

She swears to God, this is definitely the worst dish she has ever had.

none of them!

Her throat rolled, and she subconsciously wanted to spit out what was in her mouth.

But the light in her eyes flashed and touched Murong Li's nervous little eyes, and a soft string in her heart was accidentally touched.

Eyes fluttering slightly, she chewed the cabbage in her mouth and swallowed it hastily.

"Hehe! It's okay."

She pulled out a bright and beautiful smile.

Only God knows how much it must have hurt her as the cabbage slid down her throat and into her stomach.

Murong Li's brows finally gradually became clearer.

He put down the plate in his hand, sat down opposite Shen Jingshu again, and picked up the dishes.

His eyes wandered around the dish, and he finally picked up a piece of fried meat and put it in his mouth.

"boom!"

A loud bang.

A flash of thunder and lightning also struck Murong Li's mind.

He contorted his face and wanted to spit out the horribly unpalatable meat in his mouth, but when he raised his eyes to meet Shen Jingshu's smiling eyes, he couldn't spit out that piece of meat no matter what.

She ate it all for the sake of her face, but he can still spit it out?
He also had a glimmer of hope in his heart, maybe it's just that the shredded pork with green peppers is so unpalatable, maybe the taste of sweet and sour cabbage is not bad.

He didn't even chew, he swallowed the meat in his mouth whole, and turned to pick up the cabbage.

After one bite, his taste buds received a new round of baptism and shock, and it seemed that there were dark clouds over his head, and the rain was pouring down.

An Ming is short-sighted, and he didn't see the undercurrents under the two people's pretending to be calm.

Following Murong Li's side all the year round, he has developed the habit of eating quickly, and he took two kinds of vegetables and rice in a row before taking a big bite.

After taking this mouthful, his face immediately turned green.

But the rice and dishes were made by his master. He wanted to vomit but didn't dare to vomit, so he could only force his neck to swallow. After swallowing, his stomach rolled violently.

The three of them held chopsticks in their hands, but no one moved them again.

Shen Jingshu looked at the two with a smile, and asked with a smile, "How is it? Does it taste good?"

(End of this chapter)