If you are asked to prevent the villain from destroying the world, what kind of love are you talking

Song Chuyi nodded with satisfaction.

It seems that the villain is still very obedient.

He succeeded!

At this time, Liu Wenshan lowered his head and put the processed fish into the pot.

The oil splashed on the back of his hand, but he seemed not to notice and just picked up the spatula to fry the fish.

Song Chuyi stood far away, fearing that the oil would splash on him.

Apart from anything else, he is now a spoiled young master with delicate skin.

Ancient medicine was not that advanced, and if he was burned, he might get infected.

His body was very weak, so he'd better be careful.

Thinking of this, Song Chuyi moved back a little.

Liu Wenshan seemed to notice his movements and slightly turned sideways, blocking most of the pot.

He was soaking wet, and his long black hair stuck lazily to his clothes because of the wetness.

There was moisture on his body and his eyes seemed to be misty, making it impossible to see the emotions in his eyes.

Song Chuyi yawned lazily, with a hint of impatience between his eyebrows.

"When will it be better?"

"starving."

"Did you do it on purpose?"

"Starving me on purpose?"

Liu Wenshan pursed his lips and uttered two words after a long while.

"No."

He rarely spoke.

The bandits in this mountain stronghold didn't hear a word from this dull young master for a whole month.

But he spoke several times today, although only a few words each time, it was already the amount he spoke in a month.

The fireman was surprised to hear this response.

You have to know that this young master is the kind of person who won't even say a word in defense when being slandered.

Now, just because he was told that the new young lady would be starved, the young master actually spoke up.

In fact, the servant didn't like the young lady from the bottom of his heart. She had delicate skin and tender flesh, and would scream non-stop if it seemed like she would be touched the slightest bit.

He looked arrogant and would never get involved with such vulgar people as them.

Especially now it's so late and we still want to drink crucian carp soup, it's simply unreasonable.

Even if the young master wanted to starve the young lady to death, that was reasonable.

It is simply unbelievable that the young master still needs to explain.

The servant silently complained in his mind, but his hands acted quickly.

The fire burned brighter.

While the bottom of the pot was boiling, Liu Wenshan added water into it.

The heat hit his face, making his face seem blurry.

Song Chuyi waited for a while, and when he saw that the crucian carp soup was not ready yet, he sighed softly.

"It takes so long to make crucian carp soup."

"Fool."

He snorted and turned away.

Liu Wenshan tilted his head slightly to look at his back, and there seemed to be a faint light rising from the bottom of his dark pupils.

In the main office, Song Chuyi's stomach began to growl.

He was actually a little hungry.

There didn't seem to be much to eat here. He just looked around the kitchen and the most common thing was steamed corn bread.

There's not even a drop of gas, no wonder the people here are so thin.

Logically speaking, Hong Qi robbed a lot of gold, silver and treasures, so why didn't he provide some meat and oil for these people to eat?

Song Chuyi's thoughts began to drift away, until the sound of footsteps pulled him back from his thoughts.

Liu Wenshan walked up to him with a bowl of hot crucian carp soup in his hand.

Song Chuyi raised his eyebrows slightly and tilted his head back.

"feed me."

Liu Wenshan didn't say anything either. He just scooped a spoonful of crucian carp soup with a wooden spoon and handed it to Song Chuyi's mouth.

Song Chuyi took a sip and immediately spat it out.

"Do you want to burn me to death?"

He glared at Liu Wenshan, and his originally pink lips looked a little red because of the burns.

The fish soup made her lips look more moist, and the corners of her eyes were tinged with a hint of red due to the heat, which was actually quite alluring.

Liu Wenshan lowered his head and said, "I'm sorry."

Song Chuyi glared at Liu Wenshan fiercely.

Damn villain, he must have done it on purpose!

He crossed his arms over his chest, "Feed it well, or I'll complain to your father."

Liu Wenshan scooped another spoonful of crucian carp soup with a wooden spoon. This time he blew on it near his mouth. When he felt it was almost done, he handed it to Song Chuyi's mouth.

Song Chuyi took a sip, a hint of satisfaction flashed across his eyes.

"good."

"Feed like this, feed it well."

Liu Wenshan did not respond, but responded to his words with practical actions.

The bowl of crucian carp soup was quickly finished.

Song Chuyi touched his belly and smacked his lips.

"okay."

I don’t know how much my original body ate every day, but I was full after drinking a bowl of crucian carp soup.

If it were him, he would need at least fifty bowls of crucian carp soup.

However, his soul power is merging with this body, and it will not be long before he can drink fifty bowls of crucian carp soup.

Song Chuyi licked his lips and was quite satisfied with Liu Wenshan's performance today.

"I'm going to get ready for bed. You just stay at my door. Got it?"

Liu Wenshan raised his head and stared at him.

Song Chuyi raised his eyebrows slightly, "What are you looking at me for? What? You don't want to?"

"Then I'm going to complain to your father."

Liu Wenshan lowered his head and uttered two words.

"No."

Song Chuyi was satisfied then, and he took Liu Wenshan to the wing room.

He walked in first, and then said to Liu Wenshan who was standing at the door: "You stay here and no one can disturb me. Understand?"

He deliberately emphasized the word "anyone".

Liu Wenshan didn't know what he was thinking of. His eyelashes trembled slightly and he responded with a low "hmm".

Song Chuyi closed the door.

At the door, Liu Wenshan stood there steadily, like a gatekeeper.

The night is getting darker.

Hong Qi seemed to remember the young lady he had just married, and came to the door of the main wing.

Of course, he didn't come to sleep with him, but he wanted to test him again on some things.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I reached the door, I saw his son standing there motionlessly.

Hong Qi was stunned and asked, "What are you doing standing here?"

If it were in the past, Liu Wenshan would just lower his head and leave silently, or do nothing and just stand there stubbornly.

But today Liu Wenshan raised his head and said, "He said no one can disturb him."

Hong Qi didn't react at first, and subconsciously asked, "Who?"

"Him." Liu Wenshan replied.

A hint of surprise flashed across Hong Qi's eyes, "Wenshan, you..."

How could I communicate with him so normally?

His son has been autistic and silent since childhood, and rarely responds to the behavior of others.

Even if someone peed on him, he would just stand there like a fool.

Hong Qi was very worried about his son and brought many so-called miracle doctors to him, but each of them told him that there was no cure.

Gradually he gave up and decided to live in his own village.

I didn't expect that my son could communicate with me so normally today.

Now Hong Qi no longer had the intention to find Song Chuyi to test him. He pulled Liu Wenshan and spoke carefully.

"What did you say just now? Say it again for Dad."

Liu Wenshan: …