Communicating with the inner world

Qi Suifeng's expression was ashen, and he numbly stretched out his arms. Pa! He snapped off a chair leg, then placed it in his mouth and began chewing.

Very quickly, a chair leg was gone.

Since he had to eat, the faster he ate, the better. When he went out later, he would be able to throw up as soon as possible.

"How's the taste?" Ling Han asked from the sidelines. Meanwhile, the little handmaiden had long since frowned. Just looking at the way she was chewing made her feel flustered.

Qi Suifeng numbly handed over an armrest, and did not speak.

The meaning was very simple. If you want to know how the taste is, then come and have a taste.

Ling Han refused politely, "A gentleman does not seize what another favors. Please enjoy to your heart's content."

Qi Suifeng withdrew his hand numbly. Crack! He took a bite, and there was a crisp sound.