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Chapter 1,121 Can you still wash vegetables?

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    Yan Wanxi said: "It's okay. Qingyang's home is fine. I'll go back in a minute. You can take this with you."

    With that said, Yan Wanxi took out a sachet from her arms and handed it to her, asking her to put it on.

    Although Lin Yun was a little confused, out of trust in Yan Wanxi, she just smiled and accepted the things.

    Yan Wanxi said: "Okay, I'll go back first."

    Lin Yun also wanted to let her stay here for dinner, but when she turned around, she had already disappeared, so she had to shake her head.

    It was only then that Yan Wanxi breathed a sigh of relief. After saying hello to Yan's father, she went back.

    Because Yan Qingyang didn¡¯t need to go to class today, he studied alone at home, and it was quiet when he arrived.

    After Yan Wanxi entered the room, she asked him: "Qingyang, what do you want to eat for lunch? My sister will cook it for you!"

    When Yan Qingyang heard that Yan Wanxi wanted to cook for him, he immediately became very happy and said, "I want to eat the soup cake made by my sister! I want to add two eggs!"

    When Yan Wanxi heard this, she immediately smiled and said, "Okay, sister will do it for you!"

    With that said, he headed towards the kitchen.

    Yan Wanxi hadn¡¯t cooked for a long time, but her skills were familiar and she could make the dough quickly.

    She actually remembered a kind of noodles she had eaten before.

    So, half of the dough was used for soup cakes, and half was used for noodles. If you can't finish it, you can still eat it when Yan's father and others come back in the evening.

    Yan Wanxi first mixed the sauce, then cut the dough into strips of noodles, which would taste better if they were thin.

    Water is already boiling on the stove. Yan Wanxi is putting the noodles in the pot and preparing to wash the vegetables.

    As soon as Yan Wanxi finished filling the water, she heard a knock on the door.

    Immediately, Xing Zhimo's voice came, "Wanxi, are you at home?"

    Yan Wanxi glanced at the door and said, "The door is unlocked. Come in by yourself."

    Xing Zhimo, who was at the door, heard Yan Wanxi's voice, so he opened the door himself and cleared the formation at the door.

    "Why are you here? Didn't I say I'd find you later?" Yan Wanxi asked without raising her head.

    Xing Zhimo walked up to her and said, "I originally wanted to wait for you to come to me, but I heard that everyone in Qingyang's school has sent people home today, so I thought of coming over to have a look."

    "Well, if something like that happened this morning, it's natural for people to go home." Yan Wanxi said.

    Xing Zhimo came to Yan Wanxi naturally, took the dishes in her hands, and started washing them himself.

    Yan Wanxi raised her eyebrows slightly and asked, "Can you still wash vegetables?"

    She thought that men in ancient times would never do such work, especially a noble man like Xing Zhimo.

    Xing Zhimo glanced at her and said lightly: "Are you looking down on me?"

    Yan Wanxi shrugged, smiled and walked away.

    Xing Zhimo lowered his head, looked at the dishes in his hands, and couldn't help but laugh.

    It was true that he didn¡¯t know how to do it before, but one day he saw his father Yan helping to wash vegetables, so he remembered it and went back to study for a while.

    During that time, Zuo Xia and You Qi's jaws almost dropped. Later, when they found out what happened, they felt relieved.

    By the time Xing Zhimo liked the dish, Yan Wanxi's noodle soup was almost ready.

    Yan Wanxi cut the vegetables and then told Xing Zhimo on the side: "Help me fix the bowls and chopsticks, and then call Qingyang out to eat."

    When Xing Zhimo heard these words, he immediately had the illusion that he and Yan Wanxi were a couple who had been married for a long time.

    Thinking of this, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but raise a nice arc.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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