"...I'll do it myself."
Perhaps it was because the light in He Su's eyes was too hot. Caleb Bai's face suddenly felt hot when he stared at him. He decisively took the bowl and spoon from the other party's hand, took a spoonful and quickly stuffed it into his mouth, "Ahem, cough, cough!"
Then he was so hot that he almost vomited out the porridge he drank.
Seeing this, He Su quickly put his shoulder on his shoulder, helped him calm down, and took the bowl and chopsticks again and put them aside. Needless to say, the effect of this thermal insulation bucket is actually quite good. The porridge brought in in the morning is still warm at this time.
It wasn't until he stopped coughing that He Su sat back on the chair, scooping hot porridge with a spoon and blowing in the cool breeze. He glanced at Caleb Bai from time to time and asked, "Are you hungry?"
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