Chapter 76

Leng Jiting stood in the kitchen, stunned, as if he didn't know what to do.

He picked up his cell phone and directly called Liu Jinnian no matter what time it was.

After almost three calls, the other end was connected: "my young master! What are you doing when you don't sleep in the middle of the night? "

"She caught a cold, ginger soup, how to do?"

"Ginger soup? Ji Ting, you're not going to cook ginger soup for your sister-in-law? "

"Yes."

"... Ji Ting, forget it. It was just a simple cold. If you eat the ginger soup you made, it is likely to be food poisoning. "

"... how to make ginger soup?"

"Ask your servant to do it. You're Leng Jiting! How could you get up and go to the kitchen in the middle of the night for a woman? "

"Ginger soup, how to make it." Vaguely, the man's patience gradually disappeared.

"Well, I tell you, first wash the ginger, peel it, cut it into large pieces and put it into the soup pot..."

As soon as he finished there, Leng Jiting hung up.

He found the ginger from the refrigerator, then picked up the big knife next to it and cut off the skin one by one.

When the skin on the ginger is peeled off, there is only a small piece left of a large piece of ginger.

Leng Jiting gave a meal and frowned. Then he continued to cut ginger. He almost cut a large bag of ginger and made a bowl of ginger soup.

At this time, the ginger in his hand had been stained with a lot of blood red. Even Leng Jiting's hand was bleeding a lot.

It's dangerous for a novice to peel ginger with such a big kitchen knife.

So naturally, his hand was cut several times by a knife.

Leng Jiting washed the ginger without expression, as if he couldn't see the wound on his hand, only the ginger in his hand.

After tossing for almost half an hour, a bowl of hot ginger soup came out of the pot.

Leng Jiting carried the ginger soup in his hand and couldn't help thinking of what Liu Jinnian had just said.

He silently drank the ginger soup in his hand, and then ordered his head solemnly.

The taste is OK. There should be no food poisoning.

Without too much hesitation, he quickly stepped back to the room and helped up the sleepy woman in bed: "wake up."

At the beginning of summer, Nian opened his eyes vaguely, "second young master, I'm sorry. Did I disturb your rest? I may really catch a cold. I'll go. I'll sleep in the study. "

She was sore all over and tried to get up from bed. She didn't want to infect Leng Jiting with a cold.

Na zhileng Ji Ting grabbed her and pressed her in his arms.

"I'm not afraid."

He was not afraid of being infected and didn't want her to sleep in the study.

Leng Jiting carried the hot ginger soup from one side: "drink this."

Early summer Nian opened his eyes weakly: "second young master, what is this?"

"Ginger soup, you'll get rid of your cold after drinking it." He put ginger soup on her mouth.

She was stunned: "second young master, did you make this ginger soup?" After saying this, she smiled and shook her head, denying the conjecture, "you are the second young master. How can you enter the kitchen? How could you make ginger soup for me? "

Leng Jiting's thin lips were slightly tight. He never thought that he would go into the kitchen for a woman and cook himself. This is something he has never done in more than 20 years since he was born.

And he never thought he would do such a thing.

"Well, I'm Leng Jiting. How could I do such a thing? The servant did it. Drink quickly."

At the beginning of summer, Nian drank the ginger soup in the bowl in front of her at one go.

Leng Jiting took the empty bowl and looked at the empty bowl. He felt better unconsciously.

He put the woman in his arms on the bed and covered her tightly.

"Well, I'm sweating after drinking. I'll be fine tomorrow."

At the beginning of summer, Nian stretched out his hand without a sense of security and firmly grasped his big and cold hand.

"Second young master, you won't go, will you?"

In this life, she wanted to take revenge and didn't rely on anyone.

But this sudden man, but everywhere partial to her, defend her, protect her.

Let her original vigilance and cold heart towards men gradually get a trace of warmth.

Unconsciously, she even had a little sense of dependence on Leng Jiting.

If you can really be protected, who wants to move forward alone?

Leng Jiting pretended to be cold and said, "sleep."

Maybe I heard his voice. Well, it made early summer Nian feel safe. In a lethargy, she also gradually fell asleep.

But the hand holding Leng Jiting never loosened and kept holding it tightly.

Leng Jiting just sat by the bed and kept looking at the woman in front of him.

A woman's hand is very small. A whole hand can only grasp his two fingers.

The small hand made his heart itch, and he had a strong desire to protect himself.

He held out his hand and gently pushed aside the hair wet by sweat in front of the woman's forehead.

Before the beginning of summer, Nian was always like a hedgehog, strong self-protection and avoiding all his help.

A strong and strong woman, let him have no way.

Today, in front of him at the beginning of summer, it rarely reflects the weakness of a little woman and her dependence on him.

How he hoped that early summer Nian could go on like this, hide in his safe haven and be protected by him.

Leng Jiting sat by the bed and guarded early summer Nian all night.

The next morning, the first ray of sunshine in the morning came in from the window. The warm sunshine sprinkled on them. When the luster fell, it seemed to add a different luster to them.

At the beginning of summer, Nian slowly opened his eyes and one side of his head. Then he saw a face that looked like a demon lying around him.

Leng Jiting's facial features are very exquisite. Every place is like a perfect product carved by a sculptor. His dense and long curled eyelashes are like an elf. When he fell asleep, he no longer has the previous indifference and aura. Under the sun, he makes people feel very close and gentle.

The man sat on the ground with his head on the bed and watched her all night.

At this time, Leng Jiting's big hand is tightly holding the small hand of Nian at the beginning of summer and tightly wrapping her small hand in her heart.

Early summer Nian couldn't bear to wake up the man, so she had to lie back in bed.

It seems that Leng Jiting took care of her last night

She even suspected that what happened last night was a dream. How can people like Leng Jiting take care of people?

For a time, she soon saw many knife wounds and cuts on Leng Jiting's hand.

These wounds look new, not old.

What did the second young master do yesterday?