Gu Xiaozhan came out of the bathroom after washing his hands, and dinner was already laid out on the table.
He looked at the bland dishes and felt no interest whatsoever.
"I'm not eating."
Mu Anhan glared at him, "If you don't eat, do you want to become an immortal?"
"I want something with flavor, like spicy hot." Gu Xiaozhan demanded straightforwardly.
Mu Anhan reached out and touched his forehead to check if he had a fever.
Usually, the Gu Xiaozhan who avoided strongly flavored dishes not only held himself to strict standards but expected others to do the same.
"I'm perfectly normal!" Gu Xiaozhan retreated a step in disdain.
Mu Anhan put her hands on her hips, "You're still recovering from an injury, so you cannot eat those. These are healing meals for your wounds, so you need to eat obediently."
"I'm not eating." Gu Xiaozhan persisted in opposing her.
Mu Anhan looked at him and remembered how she used to stand in opposition to him like this.
