Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
When he reached home, the porridge was ready. Fatty looked through the lid. He went upstairs to wake up Jiang Cheng. When he was only halfway, he heard sounds from the bathroom. When he turned around, the bathroom door opened, and Jiang Cheng walked out with his hands on the top of his pants.
“Doctor,” Fatty greeted him happily, “You’re up so early. Have you had breakfast?”
Jiang Cheng raised his head to stare at Fatty’s face. A few seconds later, he glanced at the open bathroom door and asked, “What do you think?”
Fatty believed Jiang Cheng misunderstood him. He quickly corrected, “Doctor, that’s not what I meant.” He added, “I made porridge for you in the morning. Then, we’ll have ribs in the afternoon.” When he heard the word ribs, Jiang Cheng’s expression brightened. At first, he wanted to use Chen Yao’s name to scare Fatty even more, but considering all that he had done, Jiang Cheng decided against it. “Fine. I’ll give you face and eat some porridge.” Jiang Cheng said, walking towards the office. Perhaps they were having ribs in the afternoon. Jiang Cheng didn’t finish the pot of porridge on his own and left quite a lot for Fatty.
“Doctor,” Fatty swallowed the porridge in his mouth and waved his hands. “I have enough. I really can’t eat anymore.”
“Porridge is good for your body.” Jiang Cheng grabbed Fatty’s bowl and filled it up again. He personally placed it before and said, “It’s better than eating meat.”
Fatty sensed something and asked sincerely, “Doctor, are you worried that I’d fight you for ribs in the afternoon?”
Jiang Cheng acted angrily. “Ridiculous! I am a respected doctor, an angel in white! How can I do something like that?” Fatty was taken aback. In his heart, he knew how abnormal Jiang Cheng was. If he could stay away from triggering him, it was the best. Or else, he might take about his glory in the KTV centre again.
“Doctor,” Fatty interrupted him and led the topic in a direction Jiang Cheng would be interested in. “Doctor, do you want the ribs braised… or stewed with vegetables?” After
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