In the last days, love brain-killed the last god

Somehow, after hearing Jiang Yiyue's words, Mu Yutong felt that this was the tone a teenager should have, with a temper and a little bit of unreasonableness.

"Lin Sheng, Lin Jingxue's servant." Lin Sheng replied expressionlessly.

"Servant? Slave?"

Jiang Yiyue's face was full of disbelief, then she turned to look at Jiang Yifeng and asked, "Are you also Lin Jingxue's slave?"

That tone sounded a little angry. Jiang Yifeng didn't know what Jiang Yiyue meant for a moment and nodded blankly.

The moment Jiang Yifeng nodded, he was interrupted by Lin Sheng's words, "He is not, they are not, only I am."

Jiang Yiyue glanced at Lin Sheng. It was hard to tell whether the look was contempt or sympathy. She turned around and was about to close the door.

"I worked so hard to prepare a table of dishes for you, as well as a cake that your brother bought for you, just to celebrate your waking up, and you ruined it like that? At least apologize before leaving!"

Nan Jiaming pulled the door handle to prevent Jiang Yiyue from closing the door.

"Cooked for me? Okay, I'm hungry, you can make another table for me." Jiang Yiyue looked at Nan Jiaming with an indifferent expression.

"You!" Nan Jiaming gasped, his fingers trembling.

This was the first time he had seen such an rude person. Why should he prepare another table of dishes? The dishes just now were because of Jiang Yifeng, not because of this Jiang Yiyue.

"Oh, by the way, you brought it in for me by yourself, don't you like being a slave?" Jiang Yiyue pointed at Lin Sheng, and before Lin Sheng could say anything, he continued, "Bring it in, and I'll tell you, that light , who is it aimed at?"

"Okay." Lin Sheng returned expressionlessly.

Jiang Yiyue looked at Nan Jiaming, who was still holding the door handle tightly, and said, "Why don't you go cook?"

"Go." As soon as Lin Sheng spoke, Nan Jiaming had no choice but to let go of the door handle and pulled Jiang Yifeng and Jiang Huaishan to the kitchen.

"Jiaming, let me do it. You go and rest for a while." Jiang Huaishan took the dish from Nan Jiaming's hand and said.

"I didn't bring you here to ask you to cook. Huaishan, you have also seen that Jiang Yiyue's powers are very scary. Even Brother Lin can't control her, and she won't listen to us. Except for Jiang Yifeng , none of us can control her." Nan Jiaming didn't know before that Jiang Yiyue's powers were so terrifying.

"Jiaming, I understand what you said, but now you have seen Yiyue's attitude towards Yifeng. I can say a few more words to you, but to us. Not even a word, and neither can we. There's a way." Jiang Huaishan replied, he didn't know what to do.

"You have to find a way even if you have no other way. Jiang Yiyue is still young now and has no idea what kind of harm her powers will bring. Her unscrupulous use of powers will really hurt Yifeng, and she will be even more Blame yourself, no one will be able to control her then, what will you do then?" Nan Jiaming angrily took out some rice and put it in the pot, making a crackling sound.

"Yiyue still cares a little about Yifeng, right?" Jiang Huaishan seemed to have heard a little bit of hope. As long as Yiyue still cares about Jiang Yifeng, even just a little.

"How could you not care? After all, they are all biological. Yifeng is her only relative. Yifeng, you have to think carefully about what to do?"

Nan Jiaming didn't stop what he was doing. He just hoped that Jiang Yifeng could cheer up. He couldn't understand that Jiang Yiyue's light should be directed at Jiang Yifeng.

"Brother Lin, you..." Lu Xiaoling looked at Lin Sheng, who had been standing still, a little worried.

After all, she couldn't bear the thought of someone like Lin Sheng serving Jiang Yiyue food, not to mention Mu Yutong, who was always holding the hem of her clothes next to her.

"If you have nothing to do, just pack up those things." Lin Sheng stood at the door, still not moving.

"Okay." Lu Xiaoling pulled Mu Yutong to pack those things.

Maybe they all have their own troubles, and no one notices that there is one missing person here.

After a while, Nan Jiaming came over with some food and put it in Lin Sheng's hand.

"You guys go make something to eat." Lin Sheng held the food in one hand, pushed open the door of Jiang Yiyue's room with the other, and closed it gently.

Strangely, there was no movement from Jiang Yiyue inside. Nan Jiaming thought Jiang Yiyue would at least make a little noise. However, when Lin Sheng was let into his room so quietly, Nan Jiaming was a little confused.

Lin Sheng had never entered Lin Jingxue's room. This was the first time, but the person inside was no longer the person he wanted to see.

Jiang Yiyue was lying on the bed, looking like a corpse from a distance, but Lin Sheng saw her slightly shaking shoulders at a glance.

"Want to eat?" Lin Sheng put the food on the small table in the room. This is the layout of the hotel, and everything that should be in the room is available.

Lin Sheng took out the rice one by one and heard Jiang Yiyue getting up. Then I heard Jiang Yiyue's slightly hoarse voice, "You, don't look at me!"

"Should I go out?" Lin Sheng stood up, turned around, and did not move, waiting for Jiang Yiyue's words.

"No, just close your eyes and sit down!"

"it is good."

Lin Sheng sat down quietly and closed his eyes gently. Jiang Yiyue walked up to Lin Sheng and saw that he was very quiet with his eyes closed, and a lot of the awkward emotions in his heart disappeared.

"Why is it all porridge?"

"Nan Jiaming said that you have just woken up and your body functions have not fully recovered yet. Eating some porridge is good for your health." Lin Sheng still closed his eyes and said to Jiang Yiyue, but his voice was much gentler. Maybe it was I saw Jiang Yiyue's fragile side.

Jiang Yiyue said nothing after hearing this. She remembered who Nan Jiaming was, the boy who pulled the door handle and asked her to apologize.

Jiang Yiyue silently scooped up a spoonful of fish-like porridge and swallowed it before she could chew it in her mouth.

She had never tasted porridge like this before. Her mouth was filled with the freshness of the fish. It was smooth, tender and soft, just like the texture of a candy she had eaten a long time ago. Jiang Yiyue couldn't help but take another sip.

Lin Sheng felt a little relieved when he heard Jiang Yiyue eating porridge happily. He still believed in Nan Jiaming's cooking skills. No matter what kind of person he was, Nan Jiaming could make meals that satisfied him. , Lin Sheng really admired him for this.

Lin Sheng also learned from Nan Jiaming. He also wanted to cook some food for Lin Jingxue. The meaning of food cooked by himself is different.

However, the steps were obviously the same, and even the grams and time of seasoning were strictly controlled, but the result was not as delicious as Nan Jiaming's. Lin Sheng kept learning and never gave up. He wanted to cook a meal for Lin Jingxue with his own hands. , maybe then, he can say something.

Maybe, he can...