Aunt Fang smiled: "medlar, red jujube tea and longan. Girls drink more to make up their body."
Joan didn't think much and nodded, "OK, thank you, aunt Fang."
Aunt Fang, who should have returned to the kitchen, sat down next to Joan and hesitated for a while before she said, "how's the quality of sleep recently?"
Joan suddenly thought of waking up in Huo Chengzhou's arms this morning. Her face turned red. She kept calm and looked ahead: "OK..."
Aunt Fang naturally saw Qiao an's face red to the root of her ears, and immediately her eyebrows jumped with a happy look.
It seems that she did it right today.
Aunt Fang smiled: "just sleep well... Except for the poor sound insulation effect of the room next to the game room, the sound insulation effect of other rooms in our house is particularly good. Our servants don't live in this building, just feel free."
Joe Ann's eyes were suspicious: "huh?"
Aunt Fang didn't intend to say any more. She patted Joan on the shoulder, got up and went to the kitchen happily.
So when Huo Chengzhou came back, Joan was still sitting on the sofa drinking tea and a white sweater. The light cage inexplicably added smoke to her.
The corner of his lip was hooked, and the wheelchair leaned over: "I'm back."
Joan's back was inexplicably stiff. Then she said hello as usual: "Mr. Huo."
Huo Chengzhou's wheelchair leaned against her, saw the hot tea in her hand and asked, "what tea do you drink?"
Joan replied, "red jujube medlar tea, made by Aunt Fang."
As soon as her voice fell, aunt Fang came over with a thermos cup and directly stuffed it into Huo Chengzhou's hand: "you can drink it too and replenish your body."
Huo Chengzhou: "
He looked suspiciously at Aunt Fang. Aunt Fang just smiled at him gently and saw him turn back to the kitchen after two drinks.
After a while, Huo Chengzhou took Joan into the restaurant. Seeing that the table was full of dishes, Huo Chengzhou hesitated to report the names of the dishes.
Ginseng mountain yellow chicken, yellow flower kelp oxtail soup, Cistanche shredded pork millet porridge, Lily red bean paste dumplings, fried egg yolk with leek and shrimp
All the dishes on the table are recipes for nourishing yin and Yang
Huo Chengzhou raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows: "tonight there are chicken, kelp soup, millet porridge, dumplings and... Shrimp."
Naturally, Joan has seen a variety of dishes on the table, but she doesn't know the function of these dishes. She's just very strange why today's meal looks a little... Strange.
But of course she wouldn't ask. She just sat down in her seat and waited for dinner.
Aunt Fang filled her with a lily red bean dumpling. There were still a few medlar in it: "drink more."
Qiao an smiled: "thank you, aunt Fang."
So one dinner, aunt Fang watched. The atmosphere was so strange for a time, but Joan finished the dinner with no distractions.
After dinner, qiao'an played two piano songs and went upstairs. Huo Chengzhou talked to Aunt Fang alone. Naturally, he came straight to the point.
"The meals will be prepared normally in the future. Don't be so... Grand. Joan and I don't have plans to have children for the time being, so we don't need to make up..."
Aunt Fang frowned: "you've been married for months..."
"Let's live a life of two." Huo Chengzhou can only say this: "I'll cultivate a relationship with Joan first, okay?"
Aunt Fang was silent, with regret on her face: "well..."
Turning her face, she remembered another thing: "by the way, I went to the Daquan supermarket of health products this afternoon and purchased some livelihood supplies, which were put in Miss Qiao's room."
Huo Chengzhou's face changed: "what? Where did you put it?"
"On your big bed, you put a bunch of roses in a shape..."
Huo Chengzhou said nothing, and the wheelchair went straight to the elevator.