Tan Mo said that if she didn’t like it then throw it away.
It might sound like a threat to others, but he didn’t mean it like that at all, that’s just what he thinks.
I brought it to you. If you don’t like it, then throw it away.
Qiao Lan looked at the motionless boy in front of her, and suddenly felt a little weak.
She didn’t dislike it, but she couldn’t accept it.
It was precisely because she understood Tan Mo’s kindness that she refused, but Tan Mo, he doesn’t understand the intention behind Qiao Lan’s refusal. To him refusing it meant that she didn’t like, it was proof that they had a bad relationship.
Qiao Lan glanced at the boy’s stubborn profile, sighed silently, and opened the box.
The ingredients of the porridge are matched by a nutritionist, and the good taste was created by Aunt Chen, who had been taking care of Tan Mo. Although nearly everyone was eating breakfast in class during the early self-study period, when the box was opened, the fragrance still made the classmates sitting behind Qiao Lan Tanmo look curiously.
When Tan Mo saw Qiao Lan finally open the box, his air-conditioned face finally recovered some calm, and he turned around again.
“Is it delicious?” Tan Mo asked Qiao Lan.
Qiao Lan took another bite and replied sincerely, “Extremely good.”
Tan Mo was in a good mood, and the anger just now seemed to be forgotten in a moment.
Qiao Lan cleaned the small lunch box after eating. After returning to the classroom, she packed the box and gave it back to Tan Mo. After thanking Tan Mo, she thought about it, before saying to him, “I eat breakfast every morning, so you really don’t need to bring me breakfast.”
Tan Mo stared at the small pendant that moved between her neck, and gave an obedient “Mm”.
Qiao Lan was relieved, but the very next day, like what he agreed to yesterday Tan Mo didn’t bring breakfast, but instead he brought fresh fruit in a glass box, and a carton of warm milk.
Qiao Lan:
On the third day, he brought more breakfast. This time he didn’t bring seafood porridge. Instead it was replaced with lean meat porridge, plus a carton of milk.
“I really ate earlier,” Qiao Lan said seriously, and added, “And I ate a lot.”
Tan Mo thought for a while, “Then tomorrow morning, eat less.”
Everything he brought was high protein food, which was much better than Qiao Lan’s own food.
If she ate less breakfast, she could eat more of the nutritious meals he brought. The things Qiao Lan are were not even a little nutritious. Chen Bo said that Qiao Lan had serious malnutrition.
Qiao Lan, who was relentlessly persuaded, really couldn’t think of a way to escape.
Once you fail to refuse, there was no way to refuse successfully the next time.
YOU ARE READING
Guide To Raising the Sick Villain
RomanceQiao Lan transmigrated into a novel. She became a cannon-fodder who was rescued by the heroine after being bullied. But was jealous of the heroine because of her love for the hero and ultimately ended up miserable. When she first entered the novel...
