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Chapter 13 Don't Call Mom When You're Hungry

"What is the difference between yes and no? They are just a pawn." Chu Lichen said, looking back at Lan Meijue, frowning: "Meijue, when did you start caring about human lives?" ?”

The ghost doctor Lan Meijue, who regards human life as dung, even saves people depends on his mood, but now he is furious because of a woman, which is really not like him.

"Could it be that Doctor Lan fell in love with that girl?" Shu Nanyu said with a smile, slowly sipping the tea in his hand.

Lan Meijue cast a cold look over, turned and left Chu Lichen's study.

Lan Meijue walked to the door with anger, and collided with An Xinyue who had just come over. If the maid behind her hadn't supported her, the weak An Xinyue would have been bumped.

"Meijue." Chu Lichen quickly went out and hugged An Xinyue into his arms with one hand, and opened his mouth in displeasure.

Lan Meijue looked back at An Xinyue, looked at the birthmark on her face, raised the corners of her mouth, showing a wicked smile, and flew away.

An Xinyue was flustered by his last look, but she didn't show it at all. She turned around and slightly curled her lips, took the white jade soup bowl from the servant girl, and said softly, "Chen, are you tired? I just went to the kitchen to help you boil the soup." A bowl of white fungus and lotus seed soup."

Chu Lichen looked down at the crystal clear white fungus and lotus seed soup, and he didn't know what he was thinking in his deep eyes.

In the middle of the night, Qiao Mo slept soundly.

Chu Lichen, who was dressed in night clothes, was sitting by the bed, frowning at Qiao Mo, who had an unflattering sleeping appearance.

In her sleep, Qiao Mo felt that the air around her was gradually becoming colder. She turned around boldly and narrowed her eyes slightly.

Under the moonlight, Qiao Mo's eyes suddenly lit up with her handsome face, but what someone said made her feel that she was not well.

"The king is hungry."

The corners of Qiao Mo's mouth twitched a few times uncontrollably, she sat up suddenly from the bed, blinked her eyes and looked at the person in front of her, every time she blinked, she hoped that it was a dream when she opened her eyes.

But after many times, she discovered that this was not a dream, it was something more terrifying than a nightmare!

what did he say?
Is the king hungry?

hungry?

Looking for her hungry?

Don’t call me mom when you’re hungry, call me hungry!

Qiao Mo suddenly had an advertisement implanted in her mind, can she order takeaway?

The answer is, of course not!

Her chest began to heave violently. Looking at the handsome man sitting by the bed, if this face wasn't too enchanting, she was afraid that she would break the violence, and she would definitely have hit him right now.

Of course, thinking of the consequences of this slap, Qiao Mo made a decisive decision to be a hero who knows the current affairs.

Trying to endure the anger that was about to come out, Qiao Mo said with a smile: "My lord, our deal doesn't include me being in charge of your stomach."

No matter how gentle and playful Qiao Mo's tone was, if you listen carefully, you can still find a trace of her gnashing of teeth.

Hearing this, Chu Lichen just raised the corners of his lips, like a lazy and noble cheetah, quietly leaning against the soft couch, staring at her fixedly.

"Tremella and lotus seed porridge." As if he didn't hear Qiao Mo's words, Chu Lichen slightly opened his thin lips, and spoke in an elegant and low voice.

"No." Qiao Mo couldn't bear it anymore, and said angrily, does this person really regard herself as a cook?He even ordered food!

"A piece of white fungus and lotus seed porridge, how about a question for my king?" This time, Chu Lichen proposed an exchange. As smart as he is, how could he not know what Qiao Mo was thinking now?
Hearing this, Qiao Mo looked suspiciously at the lazy and elegant man beside the couch, and slightly pursed her red lips, as if thinking about the credibility of his words.

(End of this chapter)