Not long after Lu Qilin entered the kitchen, he came out with a cold face.
Lu Che knew that the young master was upset, but she didn't dare to mention it, not even a word.
In fact, for the first time to cook, it is very rare to be able to cook such a delicious meal.
But the young master of her family has always been the best in everything, and the young master's proud self-esteem has probably never suffered such setbacks.
"..." Lu Che covered his stomach and looked at Lu Qilin anxiously, not daring to persuade him or to say flattering lies.
She was waiting for the young master to get angry, or for him to say a word or two to restore the scene.
But no, nothing—
Her young master just took out another empty bowl, scooped out a bowl of white porridge, and placed it in front of her.
The bottom of the bowl hit the solid wood table, making a heavy sound.
Lu Che: "..."
What to do, she is a little panicked, is it too late to escape now? !
"Eat." The man's bone-chilling voice came. Seeing that Lu Che was motionless as if being acupunctured, he added in a cold and serious tone, "This is white porridge, without putting anything in it."
When Lu Che heard this, his calf trembled even more violently.
The young master must be angry, hold a grudge, and resent her.
It's all her fault, she was too outspoken just now, and she didn't give the young master any face at all.
"Master, I don't..."
Before Lu Che could finish his words to save and make amends, the man picked up the spoon that had been placed on the table with his slender and beautiful hands, scooped a spoonful of white porridge and sent it to Lu Che's mouth.
"Ahhh..."
Lu Che reflexively opened his mouth and swallowed the porridge.
She was already extremely hungry, and in such a tense atmosphere, the eldest young master suddenly approached with a spoon, and she obediently took it with her mouth without even having time to think.
It wasn't until she swallowed the spoonful of no longer hot porridge that she suddenly realized——
Just now, did she mean that she let the young master serve her in disguise
Lu Che, who was only used to serving the young master by himself and did not dare to let the young master take care of him in turn, was terrified.
But before she could think of a way to make up for it, the next spoonful of porridge had already touched her lips again.
Lu Qilin didn't know when he had pulled out the chair and sat beside her.
The man rested his right hand on the table, supporting his handsome and stern profile.
The left hand held the spoon, holding it to her mouth impatiently.
"Eat quickly, go to bed after eating." He ordered indifferently, with undisguised depression and disgust in his tone.
Lu Che: "..."
The little fool Lu Che was completely stunned.
He stared blankly at the young master for a few seconds, and after receiving the cold and warning gaze from the other party, he suddenly came back to his senses and immediately groaned and swallowed the porridge brought to his mouth.
She didn't know what the young master was thinking.
But at this moment, Lu Che felt that this bland porridge had become the warmest and most delicious food she had ever eaten in this world.
…
After eating the warm porridge, Lu Che's throbbing stomach that hadn't eaten for a long time was finally relieved.
"Huh... so delicious. So full..."
After the bottom of the bowl of porridge, Lu Che rubbed his stomach in satisfaction and sighed.
Lu Qilin, who was in charge of feeding, saw his subordinate who had disliked his cooking just obediently eating a bowl of porridge to the bottom, and the gloom in his eyes dissipated a lot.
Lu Qilin put down the spoon in his hand, stood up and said indifferently: "Wash the dishes before going to sleep."