"Eat up, or it'll get cold!"
Reluctantly, Xiang Yimo's stomach was truly famished; he didn't even mind plain porridge.
Strangely enough, although it was just plain porridge, the more he ate, the more delicious it became, just like Zhong Lingling had said, the porridge was perfectly cooked today, with a great texture. He actually gulped down two bowls in one go!
After having his fill and lying down, he even felt a lingering satisfaction, the aroma of rice still present in his mouth, refreshing his entire being!
It was, in fact, more memorable than any delicacies of land or sea.
Xiang Yimo noticed that after Zhong Lingling had fed him, she also took a bowl of plain porridge for herself without even a salted egg or pickle, just swallowing it plainly!
Although he found it delicious, watching Zhong Lingling eat in such a way to accompany him made him feel rather distressed, so he reminded her, "Hey, you can have some side dishes!"
"I said I'd keep you company!"