The General’s Pampering Little Foodie Girl

Chapter 522 - 522 Rejection



Chapter 522 - 522 Rejection

?Chapter 522: Rejection Chapter 522: Rejection Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation Looking at the good-looking food in front of him, Mo Yang, who was envied and hated by everyone, swallowed his saliva.

However, when he raised his hand, he was blocked by the IV line on his wrist.

His face could not help but freeze…

Damn it!

This thing not only affected his physiology, it also affected his eating!

“It’s okay.” Mo Chu naturally noticed this situation and said with a smile, “I’ll feed you then…” Unfortunately, before he could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by Ning Yiyuan.

He looked at Song Qingsong and the others and lightly said, “Let them do it!” …

Hmph!

Little Chu had not fed him yet, so how could he let others take the lead?

Hearing this, Mo Chu, who had been very active just a moment ago, immediately understood and retreated to the second line.

Even the few staff members who had come over to take a whiff of the porridge could tell that something was amiss.

Their eyes flickered with the light of gossip as they looked at the few of them with a smile.

“Let me do it!” Although Zong Sheng had always been arrogant and unruly, he was now much more attentive in front of Mo Yang.

He immediately picked up the bowl and started feeding the porridge in a swift and decisive manner.

Looking at the porridge that was already on the tip of his mouth, Song Qingsong could not say anything.

Even though the porridge looked bland, it had a rich rice fragrance and a sticky texture.

When it was swallowed into his stomach, it felt warm and the taste was even better.

It was truly beautiful!

Even though he had always been confident in Little Chu’s craftsmanship, Mo Yang was still a little surprised by the taste of the porridge in his mouth!

One second, two seconds, three seconds…

Mo Chu was secretly calculating the time at the side.

She was astonished to find that Zong Sheng’s feeding movements were stiff and robotic, as if he was giving instructions and taking action, the interval between each feeding was exactly five seconds!

This should be a common problem of staying in the army for too long!

Zong Sheng had already fed almost two-thirds of a bowl of plain porridge.

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