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Chapter 3175

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Yang Zhihu was furious. Crossing his hands behind his back, he glared out the window, waiting for the girl to wake up so that he could scold her and teach her a lesson. He would teach her that life on campus wasn't so easy, even with His Royal Highness's backing! Hmph!

However, he turned around when he heard the noise.

The girl in bed wiggled her head in the duvet like an adorable bunny.

Yang Zhihu was speechless. For the first time in his life, he realized what the word "adorable" meant.

No, she had to keep up the cold face. He was going to scold her!

The little girl in front of him rubbed her sleepy eyes with her jade-like hands, held her belly, and slowly sat up.

But because she was so weak, she could only show her little head. She had a fair, tender face, a pointed chin, and chubby baby fat. She looked confused and innocent at the moment, which made her look so adorable that he wanted to pinch her cheeks.

Looking at the little girl on the bed with her round little head exposed, that delicate, soft and adorable appearance … Yang Zhihu didn't know where the anger in his stomach had run off to.

The girl pouted, put a hand on her belly, and looked at him with a pitiful look on her face, as if he was the only person in the world who could help her.

Argh! Yang Zhihu was almost thirty, the age when a father's love for his daughter was just beginning to blossom. How could he stand this?

He couldn't discipline her anymore.

He could only keep a straight face and stare at Feng Wu. "You're awake?"

Little Feng Wu recalled what happened before she passed out. She had beaten up two people who had bad-mouthed her behind her back.

Hm … the military rules must be very strict, right?

She could use the name of Chief Elder Helian, but she wasn't one of those idiots who only knew how to use their background. She was the self-reliant Feng Wu, and she knew what she was doing!

Feng Wu's bright eyes darted around, and she knew what to do.

"Hungry?" Yang Zhihu stared at the girl with a stern look on his face.

Feng Wu looked at Yang Zhihu with her big, clear eyes and nodded obediently.

Just then, Wang Zhaole, who had heard the noise, came in with a bowl of porridge.

Yang Zhihu was going to scold her, but when he saw the pitiful look on her face, he lost all his anger.

He waved at Wang Zhaole, gesturing for her to eat the porridge.

She drank the porridge in one gulp.

She didn't look like a little girl at all. It was clearly …

Yang Zhihu felt that he wasn't even that sloppy when he was eating porridge.

Feng Wu rubbed her lower lip and looked at Yang Zhihu eagerly. The meaning in her eyes was obvious.

Yang Zhihu felt helpless and gave Wang Zhaole a look.

Wang Zhaole hurried out and brought her another bowl.

He gulped it down again!

Yang Zhihu was amused. Was this girl drinking porridge like drinking wine?

Feng Wu was still hungry …

Yang Zhihu said, "Let her drink. I want to see when this girl will be full."

Just now, when Yang Zhihu asked Wang Zhaole to cook porridge, he had given him special permission to use the black purple rice in the storeroom.

He used the demonic beast meat from above to cook it into meat porridge.

He even added an entire piece of Spiritual Origin Crystal into it.

The Spiritual Origin Crystal was given by Elder Heng. It was the size of an egg.

Which normal person would be able to endure this?

His meridians would have exploded long ago.

But Feng Wu …

Yang Zhihu watched as Feng Wu drank bowl after bowl …

The bowl next to her was taller than her head, but she was still drinking …

In the end, there wasn't enough porridge in the pot … It was for Wang Zhaole's entire team.

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