Scumbag Falls for Fiance After Breaking Engagement(ABO)

Chapter 70: A jar of vinegar

　　The shredded chicken and vegetable porridge was soft, glutinous, fragrant and smooth, and tasted almost exactly the same as Shen Liangyue's memory. He Mingfeng stood in front of the table a little nervously, with the sleeves of his white shirt rolled up to his elbows. He bent down carefully and asked, "Is it okay?"

　　"It's good." Shen Liangyue stirred the hot porridge with a spoon. The chicken breast was torn into very thin pieces, and it was obvious that a lot of effort had been put into it.

　　He Mingfeng was obviously relieved, he stood up and said: "As long as you like it." Although he looked normal, Shen Liangyue could feel that if He Mingfeng had a tail, it would have been wagging wildly.

　　He went back to the kitchen and brought out a small bowl, then went into the house and brought out Snowball. The old cat meowed excitedly, rubbed against He Mingfeng's trouser legs, and ran towards the fragrant chicken puree.

　　Shen Liangyue noticed that the chicken was chopped into small pieces. He Mingfeng was actually very careful in some things. No one would have thought that a powerful marshal would have such a homely side, but Shen Liangyue still remembered how He Mingfeng took care of him so carefully during his first estrus period that he had to rely on inhibitors to get through it, which was extremely painful.

　　Just by looking at the way he dotes on Snowball, you can tell that He Mingfeng will definitely be a good father... Shen Liangyue felt uncomfortable again. The hot steam from the porridge hit his eyes, tinging them with a little bit of adorable light pink.

　　He Mingfeng squatted on the ground and touched Xueqiu's back, glancing in the direction of Shen Liangyue. He had not eaten a single grain of rice except for breakfast all day, but he did not feel hungry at all. Shen Liangyue and Xueqiu were eating what he made himself, and He Mingfeng loved this feeling. The aroma of chicken porridge filled the air, which was the taste of home he had not seen for a long time.

　　The silence was interrupted by the sudden ringing of the doorbell. Just as He Mingfeng was about to stand up to open the door, Shen Liangyue had already stood up, holding on to the table, and said hurriedly, "Don't move... I'll open it myself."

　　Shen Liangyue probably didn't want others to know that He Mingfeng was in his room. After all, how could two people without any official status be alone together? It was indeed not good for the reputation of the Duke. He Mingfeng had no choice but to squat back, pulling Snowball's fur hard and hurting it.

　　After waiting for a long time, Shen Liangyue finally returned to the restaurant with a bouquet of flowers. He Mingfeng swallowed the words "Who is it?" back into his stomach, and his tongue felt as painful as if a knife had rolled over it.

　　"I'm going to take a shower. I'm sweating all over." Shen Liangyue put down the bouquet and said politely, "Thank you for today."

　The implication of this was to send the guest away. He Mingfeng stood up and said, "Pay attention.

　　Don't catch a cold. I've already turned on the bathroom heater... I'll clean up the dishes and leave."

　　Shen Liangyue nodded and said nothing more. When the sound of water in the bathroom was heard, He Mingfeng rushed to the table in two steps and hurriedly took out the card from the bouquet.

　　"My encounter with you yesterday was the most wonderful moment of my life - your loyal friend and eternal follower."

　　Although there was no signature, He Mingfeng recognized it as the chief of staff's handwriting at a glance!

　　"Damn...this kid!" He threw the card to the ground and wanted to step on it hard. "The handwriting is so ugly!"

　　He Mingfeng's gaze could almost burn through the paper. After a while, he took a deep breath, stiffly picked up the card on the ground and put it back into the bouquet.