After filling two bowls with rice, she also cut the watermelon that had been cooling in the sink. In the summer, having a bit of icy cold watermelon is the most comfortable thing. Although there's no fridge, keeping the watermelon in the cool sink works just as well.
After a few days of tough meals, Yan Zhen Guo, whose appetite had been spoiled by Gu Fuqiao, didn't say much, but his eating speed was obviously faster than when Gu Fuqiao was home.
That plate of braised pork disappeared in a flash, as if he was loading bullets.
Gu Fuqiao was amazed at how Yan Zhen Guo had polished off the meal. She quietly took a bite of watermelon and thought that if the people from his unit saw King Yan like this, they might think she was mistreating this elite soldier.
So she silently pushed a piece of watermelon over to Yan Zhen Guo, but instead of taking it, he picked up the dishes and went to the kitchen to wash them.
