Princess Against the World

"He likes sports so much, I have to find something for him to do!"

Ling Luoyu tapped his chopsticks on the table again, then pointed at Feng Chenglin.

"You, damn fat man, you didn't hear what I said. I asked you to come back after you finish eating. Why are you here now..."

"If you want to chat, how can you do it without me?"

It was okay that Feng Chenglin didn't speak, but as soon as he spoke, the whole room was filled with a deadly stench.

Not to mention Ling Luoyu, even the other grown men looked disgusted and pushed him to the door.

Dingmiao even asked for a bucket of water: "After eating, rinse your mouth until the smell is gone, and then put it on our table!"

Feng Chenglin: "..."

As for what?

Just eat some stinky tofu! ?

He glanced at Angkor and raised the stinky tofu politely: "Angkor, do you want to come together?"

Angkor: "...

Ever since he was thrown into that icy and snowy place, he had not even had a drink of water, let alone food.

Now he is cold and hungry.

Not to mention stinky tofu, even Yoneda Kou...he can take two bites.

But he still has some self-awareness and is not obsessed with stinky tofu... In this place, it is not his turn to decide whether he wants to eat or not!

Subconsciously, he glanced at Ling Luoyu.

Ling Luoyu, on the other hand, was very considerate and served him a bowl of hot soup and placed it in front of him.

"Angkor, please..."

Angkor: "..."

What does this mean? !

Inexplicably, he suddenly felt like he was eating his last meal.

At that moment, he shook his head in despair: "You, are you going to kill me?"

"How could I kill you?" Ling Luoyu seemed to be looking at him curiously, with an innocent look in his eyes: "I saw that you had been freezing outside for so long, so I thought you must be broken by the cold, so I gave you a bowl of food." Order some soup, I want you to drink it, warm yourself up, and stretch your muscles..."

Angkor: "..."

so good?

You're lying, if you were really so kind, you wouldn't have thrown him in that damn place and almost frozen him into a statue while alive.

Ling Luoyu raised his eyes slightly, and said with evil intentions: "Fat man, my brain has been a little unclear recently, my memory has declined, and I always forget some words. I remember, there is a saying... If you don't eat when you toast, you will eat whatever you want. With..."

Without waiting for Feng Chenglin to cooperate, Angkor already picked up the soup with both hands and drank it in two or two gulps.

The hot soup poured into the mouth, like a line of fire, traveling straight down the throat to the body.

That feeling... feels good! !

Angkor's body trembled in comfort and he shuddered.

Ling Luoyu smiled brightly and became a bowl of soup for him again: "What does that sentence say...Does it mean good things come in pairs?"

What else does Angkor use to make a couple?

No need to talk nonsense, he picked up the bowl decisively and drank a bowl of soup.

When the third bowl was served, Ling Luoyu no longer wanted anything more and had already reached out to take it.

But--

Ling Luoyu smiled and put the soup in his hand: "Here...this is the third bowl, Meng Po soup..."

"boom!"

The soup bowl fell and shattered.

Angkor raised his hands like that and looked at Ling Luoyu without blinking.

His face, which had been a little rosy just now, suddenly turned pale.

"You...didn't you say you wouldn't kill...me?"

"I didn't kill you just now, and I did what I said, but after drinking Meng Po soup, it's not necessarily the case..."