Chapter 631

Name：Love Scourge Nirvana Robbery: A Thousand Lives of Love Author：lan ya
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※※※※※※ love disaster Nirvana: eternal love ※※ written by Lan Ya ※※ Tencent original ※ no reprint at other stations ※※※※※

Did she make porridge for him, cold and fragrant porridge herself?

"Did you make this for me? Yes... Why did you make it for me..." why would she make porridge for him? How could she remember to make porridge for him? Is there something to ask him? Or

"According to father-in-law Ji, you... You didn't sleep well when I was sleeping. Recently, state affairs are busy. I happened to watch Lengxiang in the imperial garden. In the past, I had nightmares and headaches, and my mother would cook it for me, so I don't know if you like the taste..."

So, is she concerned? At the thought that Ning Lan was concerned about him, a joy never before came to his heart. Such joy made him strange and liked him more. The original low mood suddenly brightened a lot.

"I want to try it now." Han Ming looked at Ning Lan's hand and was not willing to let go. He was afraid that if he let go of her, she would leave.

"HMM." Ning Lan saw Han Ming finish talking, but didn't act. She just stared at her and understood Han Ming's meaning. She took back the hand saved by Han Ming, bypassed Han Ming's side, dug a bowl of cold fragrant porridge for Han Ming and handed it to Han Ming.

Ning Lan looked at Han Ming. After he ate it, his eyebrows gradually frowned, and asked in some confusion, "how about it?"

Hanming frowned, put down his spoon and said, "it's so bitter!"

Ning Lan was a little worried and blurted out, "bitter? How can it be bitter? I tasted it clearly before..."

With a puff, Han Ming laughed. Ning Lan's words were interrupted by Han Ming's smile. Knowing that she had been teased, Ning Lan turned to go and was held in his arms by Han Ming.

Ning Lan saw Hanming looking at her affectionately. She was red in the face for a while. Don't open her eyes and said to the atherosclerotic bowl, "you... Since the porridge is bitter, you can't eat it. It's time to take it down and pour it."

Han Ming put away his sly smile and said softly, "not bitter, Lan'er, this is the sweetest porridge I've ever eaten. This is the porridge you made for me. You can only make it for me from now on. I don't allow you to make it for others."