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My Killing President novel Chapter 315

“Did anyone set a rule that one must eat porridge?” Alistair glared at her in annoyance.

“No!” Annabelle answered and continued with her food.

Alistair stood by her side and watched as she was enjoying herself. He couldn’t help but got closer and asked again, “is it really that good?”

It was obvious that he wanted to give it a try.

Annabelle stared at him and asked, “Do you want to give it a try?”

“Is it disgusting?” Alistair asked back.

!!!

“Go back and eat your steak!!” Annabelle fumed and wanted to continue.

At that time, Alistair took a small spoon from the table and scoop up a little bit of porridge, and then put in his mouth.

Annabelle was stunned.

Unexpectedly, after trying a little, he nodded in approval, “Although it is plain, it wasn’t as horrifying as I imagined!” After saying that, he took the bowl over from Annabelle’s over-bed desk and walked away.

Annabelle sat there and blinked her eyes. After that she fumed in frustration, “Alistair, what about me?!”

At that time, Alistair walked gracefully towards the couch and took up his plate, “You can eat this, we will exchange our food!”

“That was your leftover!!” Annabelle reminded.

When Alistair heard that, he frowned, “Are you complaining?”

Annabelle didn’t answer right away.

“Forget it then, I’ll throw it away!” After saying that, Alistair walked towards the trashcan.

“Sigh… Alistair!” Annabelle called out to him.

Alistair looked at her and said ruthlessly, “Why? You changed your mind again?”

“Do you want me to starve?” Annabelle’s glared at him and gritted her teeth.

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