My gentle tyrant (22)_1

Ji Xiaorong gave her a dejected look, indicating that she didn't want to talk to her.

Fu min reached out his hand and poked his soft white face.

"Why did you change back?"

Ji Xiaorong slapped her hand away and said dejectedly, ""I don't know. I've been like this since I woke up."

Fu min wasn't angry that his hand was slapped away.

"Maybe it's because you can only return to normal at night,"

This comfort obviously could not make the little Emperor happy.

What to eat for breakfast became a problem.

Fu Shang rummaged through the house and could only find a few bags of instant noodles. He then rummaged through the refrigerator and successfully found two pitiful eggs and a bag of ham.

There was no rice, vegetables, or meat at home.

“..”

Fu Shang sighed as he cooked two bowls of instant noodles with Eggs and Ham.

It was really fragrant.