Originally, I wanted to hug her from behind to scare her, but I was worried that her reckless personality would fall into the pot, so I gave up after thinking about it, and coughed twice in a low voice.
She turned her head when she heard the sound, her brows beaming with joy: "Are you awake?"
"Yeah." He slowly stood up, glanced at the stove, and then slowly fell on her face.
She smiled lightly, the tip of her nose and the top of her hair were covered with white powder, like a little cat that just ate.
"What did you cook?" He leaned against the stone platform, gently scraping the flour off her face with his fingertips.
"Immortal porridge."
The first time he heard this strange name, he showed a puzzled expression: "Huh?"
"I found it on the Internet. I heard that it is very useful for treating colds and colds. I followed the steps and cooked a pot. It tastes good. Do you want to try it?"
"Um."
"Then go and sit down, and I'll serve you a bowl." She pulled him into the dining room, pulled out a stool for him to sit down, and then walked towards the kitchen at a faster pace.
Seeing her busily busy in a small apron, he smiled: "Do you need help?"
"Need not."
She soon came over with a tray, on which there was a stack of light side dishes besides the porridge.
"Taste it quickly," Tang Wen picked up the bowl, stirred it with a spoon in a circle for a while, then leaned forward and blew it, and finally pushed it in front of him, holding it with both hands, "Be careful it's hot."
The clear porridge has a crystal clear luster under the light and looks mouth-watering. He lowered his eyebrows and looked at her, his eyes were clear: "I'm still sick."
She didn't understand the meaning of his words, and said comfortingly, "It will be fine after drinking it."
He raised his brows slightly, deliberately lowered his shoulders to make himself look weak, and said in a low voice, "You feed me."
"Huh?" Tang Wen paused with the hand holding the bowl, thinking he had heard it wrong.
This tone, why inexplicably feels a bit coquettish in it
Xu Hengnian did look a little weak, his face was as white as paper, and there was a bit of laziness between his brows. Standing face to face with him, Tang Wen felt that he was indeed weak, and his heart ached.
You were so energetic when you made the phone call in the morningwhy did you get more sleepy? ? ?
I had no choice but to compromise: "Okay."
She scooped up a spoonful of porridge, brought it to her mouth and blew it, bent slightly to meet his gaze, handed the spoon over, and said "ah¡ª" with her mouth.
He leaned lazily on the backrest, opened his mouth, waiting to be fed, just like Yue Ban.
It's just that Yue Ban is a little cuter than him.
Tang Wen thought so.
"How is the taste?"
"not bad."
Compared with her previous level of cooking porridge, her technique has indeed improved a lot, at least it won't be related to "dark cooking".
Does this mean that he may be able to get rid of the title of "house husband" in the future?
She bent down to feed a few mouthfuls, feeling that the posture was a little tired, and when she was about to turn around and find a bench to sit down, Xu Hengnian suddenly reached out and hugged her by the waist into her lap.
She exclaimed for a moment, almost didn't hold the porridge in her hand, looked up at him dissatisfied and said, "What are you doing!?"
He said with reason: "I'm afraid you will be tired."
No! Isn't he still sick and weak?
Tiny Waiwai finally finished feeding all the porridge, Tang Wen put down the bowl, changed a comfortable position to face Xu Hengnian, and leaned his forehead to test the temperature.
"It's not hot anymore," she happily shook her two calves, and sat on his lap. "See, I can take good care of you by myself."
In fact, his immunity is already pretty good, and basically he will recover after taking medicine and sleeping for a while, but since she said so, he nodded without hesitation, and said encouragingly: "It's really good Do you want to ask for a reward?"
Tang Wen was still in a smug mood and didn't get over it, subconsciously asked back: "What reward?"
Xu Hengnian's expression became soft, and he stretched out one hand, wrapped around her waist and pulled her closer to him half a point, and clasped her soft little hand with the other hand, so close that the tip of his nose could even rub against it. her.
Dear
She held her breath nervously, closed her eyes obediently, and pouted.
one second,?But seeing Xu Hengnian's movement of hugging his shoulders, he knew it in his heart, and greeted him with a smile: "Good evening, Wen Wen."
Tang Wen lifted his chin up, and tried his best to move his small face: "Good evening."
Naturally, Lu Huaichen did not give up any chance to show off, picked up two rows of drinks from the shelf, and swayed in front of her: "Luoyan, do you want to drink Wangzai milk or Yakult?" After thinking about it, he said, "By the way, you I¡¯ve already had Yakult in the afternoon, so let¡¯s drink Wangzai, how about it?¡±
Luo Yan slightly lowered her head and looked at the things on the lowest shelf. After looking at them for a while, she squatted down and fumbled for a notebook with a fresh and artistic cover, and asked the little friend beside her, "Is this what you're talking about?"
Really, there is no point in paying attention to him at all.
The little friend has been looking at Lu Huaichen, and thinks that he looks quite pitiful in his heart, and he was stunned until Luo Yan asked again: "Ahit's this."
She nodded: "Then I'll take the same one too."
Lu Huaichen: ""
Seeing that the two of them were about to leave after picking out the notebooks, he hurriedly followed behind and said pitifully in a long voice:
"My heart is almost turning into a desert. If you ignore me again, I will die¡ª"
Tang Wen: ""
She turned her face to look at Xu Hengnian: "What's wrong with him?"
Xu Heng smiled young, pulled out a bottle of drink from the shelf with his slender fingers, and replied slowly: "Young and frivolous."
According to the content of their previous conversation, the little girl easily understood his subtext, and let out a "wow".
The sins committed in the past will have to be paid back sooner or later.
"What do you want to drink?" He looked sideways at her, and reached out to help her wrap up a piece of scarf that fell down.
She no longer struggled, smacked her lips and said, "I want to drink."
Seeing him help her carry it, the little girl rubbed the tip of her itchy nose with her glove, thought about it for a while, turned her small face curiously and asked him: "Then have you ever been frivolous?"
He paused, stuffed Wangzai milk and Yakult into her arms, led her to the cashier area, and said softly as he walked¡ª¡ª
"All my frivolity is given to you." (Remember this website URL: www.hlnovel.com