Chapter 152

Little said so, Gu Beicheng look relaxed a little, then nodded, "well, it's OK, you go down first."

Then small back out of the room, Gu Beicheng looking at Leng Qingwan, look more a trace of love.

At dusk, Leng Qingguan opened her eyes vaguely. There was no one in the room. When she sat up, her head was still a little dizzy.

"You wake up!" Gu Beicheng came in with a bowl of porridge and put it in front of Leng Qingguan.

Cold light Wan rubbed to rub the temple of some ache, "I this is how?"

Gu Beicheng did not directly answer Leng Qingwan's words, but said: "drink the porridge quickly!"

Leng Qingwan only felt that his stomach was still tumbling, and he had no appetite. Then he shook his head, "no appetite, I can't eat."

Gu Beicheng's face suddenly became gloomy. He looked at Leng Qingwan coldly and said, "this is made specially for you. Are you sure you don't drink it?"

Gu Beicheng said this, Leng Qingguan hesitated, but now she is very full and can't eat at all.

Gu Beicheng saw that she was still hesitating, and then continued: "Xiaoxiao knows that you don't like medicinal food, so she cleverly put some things in this bowl of porridge, and you will get better faster after you drink it."

Gu Beicheng said that Leng Qingguan was more excited. She remembers that Xiaoxiao said that many medicines can be replaced with some ingredients.

"Drink it!" Gu Beicheng saw the heart of Leng Qingguan, and then reminded him.

Leng Qingwan nodded, then picked up the porridge and tasted it slowly.

"How's it going?" Gu Beicheng carefully looks at Leng Qingwan.

Leng Qingwan frowned and said, "how can I feel that my porridge is not as good as before, and this bowl of porridge is also very common!"

Leng Qingwan said this, Gu Beicheng's expression is more cold, Leng Qingwan feel not quite right, look at this bowl of porridge, and looked at Gu Beicheng, then some can't believe asked: "this bowl of porridge can't be cooked by you?"

Gu Beicheng's eyes narrowed slightly, his thin lips opened slightly and said, "did you say that?"

Leng Qingwan blinked his eyes, then said with a smile: "I'll tell you, how can a small craft regress so much."

Gu Beicheng was said by Leng Qingwan. Then he looked at the porridge in the bowl and tasted it himself. Then he frowned, "how can this happen?"

Leng Qingguan laughed, "how about the same porridge taste so different."

Gu Beicheng was still puzzled, "I cooked it according to the little novel. How could it be like this..."

Cold light Wan helplessly sighed a tone, "you a grand young master, also hard to enter the kitchen, now realized that the kitchen work is not good to do."

Gu Beicheng was still struggling with the taste of the porridge. After a moment's hesitation, he said, "I'll ask Xiaoxiao what's going on."

With that, Gu Beicheng was about to walk out of the room, and Leng Qingguan immediately held him, "don't go. You can ask me if you don't know anything. I've tasted it, and I know where your problem is."

Gu Beicheng looks at Leng Qingwan inconceivably, "can you cook?"

"Cut, is there anything I won't?" Cold light Wan a face of pride in Gu Beicheng in front of the show.