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Ning Xiaotang from the hospital back home, suddenly thought of Yan Luoluo in the hospital to give their own advice.

So miss Ning, who had never cooked before, cooked porridge for Lu Zhinian for the first time.

She downloaded a bunch of recipes from the Internet, flipped through them one by one, and finally made a compromise to choose the one that looked the simplest but not too crude.

To tell the truth, he never thought that one day he could let the coquettish young lady cook in person, so that he was shocked and flattered, and forgot to take the bowl.

When Ning Xiaotang handed him the porridge, he shook his mind.

As she spoke, she went to the table and opened the lid of the thermos. Suddenly, a white hot air rose up, and the ward was covered with a warm smell of porridge.

Ning Xiaotang raised his eyebrows happily, secretly pleased in his heart, but pretended not to care on his face: "don't be too moved. I'm just bored. The porridge shop near the hospital is not delicious, so I cooked a pot of porridge casually."

It's impossible that the packing in the takeout shop is like this, and he has seen this thermos at home before.

He felt a little surprised and asked, "you didn't come home and cook porridge for me, did you?"

At noon and she broke up unhappily, Lu Zhinian didn't seem to expect that she would even appear in the ward on time with a huge thermos in her hand.

She packed the porridge and drove to the hospital.

At the thought of Lu Zhinian's incredible reaction when she learned that she was cooking porridge herself, Ning Xiaotang couldn't help bending her lips.

According to the recipe, she quickly cooked the wrinkle. She tasted it. She didn't know whether it was psychological or not. She really thought it was more delicious than what was made outside.

After that, she hung up the phone and tried the usage of the energy gathering stove according to the nanny's instruction. She found that it was actually simpler than she thought, and she couldn't help feeling proud.

Ning Xiaotang of course can't tell her that she's fighting so hard for Lu Zhinian. She's careless: "I'm just bored with my spare time. I'll practice my hands. OK, it's OK. Auntie, please be busy first. I'll hang up."

In her impression, Ning Xiaotang is a miss Jingui who doesn't touch Yangchun water. She usually even steps into the kitchen and dislikes the oil and smoke on her body. She has to take a bath to stop. How can she cook porridge? It's really puzzling.

The nanny was surprised when she received the phone call from the eldest lady and asked, "young lady, you just let me do such small things as porridge. What else do you learn to do?"

Although she only cooked a bowl of porridge, Ning Xiaotang spent a long time carefully selecting food materials from the supermarket, and temporarily learned how to use the home stove with her nanny.

Ning Xiaotang is very satisfied with his reaction, patiently urged him: "eat quickly, no longer eat cold."

With this experience, it seems that she should show her "consideration" to Lu Zhinian from time to time in the future, otherwise he would not be stunned by a bowl of porridge.

Lu Zhinian just took the bowl. As soon as he pulled his right hand out of the quilt, he stopped. He thought quietly for a moment, and soon took a deep breath. There seemed to be pain between his eyes and eyes: "I can't lift it. It seems that I pressed the wound when I was sleeping just now."