Assassination

It would be a miracle to say that even under such circumstances, there would still be delicacies appearing.

However, Luo Shumo believed that no miracle would happen to Gong Shaochen. The delicacy was probably gone.

Luo Shumo stood up helplessly and walked into the kitchen. Looking at the even more bedraggled person, she sighed.

"Gong Shaochen, let's eat first. It's not good for your health to be busy like this. Let's do it again next time. First, let's have some porridge, okay?" Luo Shumo's tone was very tactful.

She believed that with Gong Shaochen's intelligence, he would definitely understand what she meant. She was really hungry.

"Alright." Gong Shaochen looked at her and did not insist.

It was already very late and Luo Shumo was already hungry. Gong Shaochen took the initiative to serve her a bowl of porridge and set it on the table.