Chu Bai Qing wasn't a cold person, and he wasn't funny.
Gu Jue's appearance was not the handsome type, but the wild and evil type.
It meant that when you looked at a person, you would think of the word demon.
He exuded a fierce aura that made people afraid.
Especially when he was angry and squinted his eyes, his subordinates had peed their pants in fear before.
But now, Lord Jue was pursing his lips, looking like a mistreated little wife. His posture of glaring at people was obviously not imposing enough.
After all, he was hungry ...
Gu Jue naturally wouldn't open his mouth. He just looked at Chu baiqing, and he could still see the porridge in the spoon beside his mouth.
"I don't know how to feed you mouth to mouth. Are you trying to infect me?"
Chu Bai Qing laughed helplessly, his tone softened.
Since they had already made a decision, there was no need to make things so awkward.
