Ask for blessing from the master.
Su Wan knew better than to say those words out loud, she knew that if she said those words—— the impact won't be small. So, she wisely stayed silent and simply tried to sip on the watery porridge while fighting nausea that was rising in her throat, honestly, the one thing that she couldn't help but hate was this morning sickness. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't take more than two bites of the food that was given to her.
Lin Yan has been experimenting with a lot of things lately but Su Wan could just not summon the appetite to eat anything just like this bowl of porridge, even though it was hardly bigger than her palm, Su Wan felt like finishing it was nothing but a task that she has to complete and the more she looked at the grains of rice, the more the task seemed impossible.