Chapter 450 The Buffet

• I sat down and started slurping at my porridge. It was sweet and fragrant. The grains were soft and melted in my mouth. They hardly looked like grains at all.
• The slices of abalone in the porridge were succulent and sweet. The prawns were equally delicious with their curled, juicy forms.
• I tasted white pepper in the porridge too. The porridge tasted fresh and delicious. It slid smoothly down my throat and settled in my stomach, a warm and comfortable weight inside.