After green tea Alpha fractionation

A look of approval.

"You can drink less, but you have to drink the soup."

Looking at Gu Yanzhi's pale lips and the tiredness between his brows, Lao Chu's heart ached with pain in his chest, and his manner of speaking became tough unconsciously.

"Don't care what the soup is called, just drink it."

"This soup is for nourishing qi and nourishing blood. Look at how tired you are recently. You have to take good care of yourself."

Faced with his suddenly tough attitude, Gu Yanzhi, who was soft but not tough, blew his hair.

The words "replenishing qi and nourishing blood" and "nourishing well" hit Gu Yanzhi's concerns thoroughly. The arrogance and palpitation broke out at the same time, and Gu Yan subconsciously turned cold.

He gently put the chopsticks on the table and said in a cold voice.

"I won't eat it."

Um! ! ? ? ?

Old Chu who never expected him to go on a hunger strike like a child was stunned.

In the past, no matter how much the two had disputes over food, Gu Yanzhi would eat a little bit of the cooking that he personally cooked when he came back for a rare time.

But this time, why didn't you just stop eating?

"Yanzhi..."

Patting away Chu Xingfeng's extended hand, Gu Yanzhi, who had been spoiled by the sweet relationship between Da Chu and Xiao Chu, stood up and walked directly to Guangti.

"Eat it, I won't eat it."

Gu Yanzhi, who had been wanting to do this for a long time, felt relieved as he couldn't get used to Lao Chu's bland dishes.

He proudly walked all the way to the light ladder.

At the moment when he stepped into the light ladder, Gu Yanzhi suddenly felt a dull pain in his heart when he saw that Lao Chu was still in a daze and didn't recover, with a sad look on his calm face.

An inexplicable little guilt, like a small blister, kept emerging from his heart.

No, he did nothing wrong. He had already said that he didn't like thick porridge, and Chu Xingfeng kept making it for him. It was his fault...

Pursing his lips stubbornly, Gu Yanzhi rubbed his uncomfortable stomach, and turned his face away irritably.

In the dining room, Old Chu picked up the bowl of congee that was disliked, and silently finished the whole table.

Touching his abdominal muscles that seemed to be a little fatter, Lao Chu sighed melancholy, feeling that he still had a long way to go on the way to fatten Gu Yanzhi.