The President’s Five Children

Yembi didn’t care about that threat.

She was so hungry that her chest was pressed against her back, and when she saw that Bruno wasn’t eating anymore, she immediately brought it over and made it in a basin!

A large basin of noodles, in the blink of an eye, a large portion of it was eaten.

She was confident that she could finish the noodles, but by the end of the meal, they were so lumpy and mushy that she couldn’t pick them up and they tasted slimy.

Yembi didn’t like this kind of semi-fluid food, so she stared at the basin for a while.

If he didn’t eat, he was still hungry.

If you eat it, you can’t overcome the resistance in your heart.

As she was in the middle of her battle, Bruno snatched the basin out of her hand.

“Hey!” Yembi immediately reached out to grab it, her expression eager, “Don’t take it away, I still want to eat.”

Just need a little psychological construction.

But when it fell into Bruno’s eyes, it became fear.

Afraid that he would really open an eye in her head and pour the rest of the noodles in.

This stupid woman!

With big eyes and a small belly, now she knows she’s afraid?

“Don’t boast about things you can’t do in the future, or you won’t even know how to get yourself killed.” Bruno coldly lectured.

After saying that, he used his own chopsticks to pick up the batter little by little and started to bring it to his mouth.

Later on, he thought that the chopsticks were not good enough, so he went to the kitchen to get a spoon and ate the batter as porridge.

Yembi watched in amazement.

How could she eat it all by herself?

What happened to all the food that was promised to her?

Besides, it was her own leftovers, and Bruno didn’t mind.

“What are you staring at? Get some rest, you’ll have to clean up first thing in the morning and take care of Mordecai.” Bruno said.

Throwing down these words, he left the room.

Spinning around the castle’s gardens in circles, attempting to kill the food and make himself feel better.

There was just too much to eat!

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Inside the room, Yembi took a shower, feeling even hungrier.

At the thought of still having to hold on to this state until tomorrow morning, Yembi planned to hurry up and get some rest.

Suddenly, there was a knock at the door.

Thinking it was Bruno returning from his walk, Yembi went over to open the door.

“You’re finally back, you didn’t say when you went out just now, how are we going to sleep … you … Mizuki tonight?”

The person standing outside the door was not Bruno, but Mizuki.

Yembi’s demeanor was instantly alert.

“Miss Ebot,” Mizuki said with a faint smile on her face, raising the tray in her hand high in the air again, “I came over to make amends to you, I should have been on your side in the first place about that incident tonight.

By the way, you didn’t have enough to eat tonight, right, this is what I purposely asked someone to prepare for you, so take it and eat it to take the edge off?”

Yembi smiled and asked Mizuki rhetorically, “Miss Mizuki, isn’t it a bit late now?”

“It’s okay, it’s only nine o’clock.” Mizuki replies.

Yembi nodded, “It’s only – nine o’clock, if I remember correctly, we eat at six o’clock, and you brought food three hours apart, are you waiting for the maids to finish eating before you can take out my share?”

It’s not like she’s some kind of fool who lets Mizuki be grateful for small favors.

Mizuki being like this would only make her sick!

Mizuki also didn’t expect Yembi to be so difficult to deal with.

She could only sigh helplessly and explained, “Actually, I wanted to come over from the beginning, but something delayed me, as for what it is, I won’t hide it from you, Miss Ebot, you can see.”

With that said, Mizuki placed the tray on the high bar by the door, and then pulled back her skirt.