Chapter 839

"Chat?" At the beginning of summer, he looked at Li Mo Huai and said with a smile, "you two have a good relationship. You still chat in the evening."

"Yes, Huanhuan is younger than me. Of course, my brother should always accompany her." Li mohuai quickly grabs Huanhuan's words.

Huanhuan can't help laughing when she hears Li mohuai saying that.

After breakfast, Li mohuai went back to his room first.

Seeing that Li Tingchen and early summer were so happy, he didn't want to give the newspaper to Li Tingchen at all.

Just then, the door was knocked.

"Who?" Li Mo Huai asked warily.

"It's me." In the early summer.

Li mohuai immediately opened the door: "sister at the beginning of summer."

At the beginning of summer, he looked at Li Mo Huai carefully and asked in a soft voice, "what's the matter? You seem to have something on your mind today."

Li Mo Huai shook his head. "No, I have nothing on my mind."

"It seems to be something that can only be said to Ting Chen." At the beginning of summer, Li Mo Huai said, "he's in the study now. Go and find him."

"Aren't you going out?" Li mohuai was stunned: "I've lived in the world of two people or something..."

At the beginning of summer, he blushed and pinched Li Mo Huai's face: "brother Tingchen likes to tease you. Don't take it seriously."

“……” Li Mo Huai pursed his lips and laughed.

Early summer said, "OK, go."

Li mohuai nodded, thought about it again, and said, "by the way, sister Xia, do you know a man named shangguanxue?"

Hearing the name, the face of early summer changed.

"How did you know her..."

Li Mo Huai Zheng next, "I am to listen to, before listen to Ting Chen elder brother mentioned, a little curious."

"So..." Early Xia looked at Li mohuai suspiciously, "in short, she should be My rival. "

"Rival?"

"Well, when I was with Tingchen before, she always had bad intentions, but it was over."

Li mohuai seemed to understand: "so it is. Then I'll go to find brother Tingchen first. "

At the beginning of summer, Li mohuai turned to Li Tingchen's study.

But did not go to the study, Li mohuai will take out the newspaper, torn into pieces, into the garbage can.

I hope his judgment is correct. Li Tingchen and early summer are in enough trouble. Shangguanxue had better not make trouble again.

*

the next day, the Song family.

After a few days of recuperation, Song Ling's health has been much better.

Early this morning, song yuejiu released the supervision of Song Ling and allowed him to leave the ward.

However, song yuejiu was no longer in the villa at this time. Song yuejiu's subordinates said that song yuejiu had gone out a day ago.

Song yuejiu's sudden departure made both song mausoleum and Qin Qian puzzled.

If song yuejiu had torn them down, he could not have let them go, but if he still trusted them, he would not have left them.

What's song yuejiu's idea?

At dinner, Qin Qian saw that Song Ling was full of worries and was very distressed.

She put down the bowl and chopsticks, holding Song Ling's hand: "we have come to this step. It's useless to worry about it. We'd better not think too much about it, and just face up to what happens next."

"You're right. I'm so paranoid."

Seeing Qin Qian's concerned eyes, Song Ling felt warm and could not help but smile again.

Qin Qian immediately took a chopstick dish to Song Ling: "eat more. You've lost a lot of weight recently."

Looking at his job, Song Ling picked it up and put it down, shaking his head.

Qin Qian said: "what's the matter? Didn't you agree not to think too much?"

"It's not too much to think about, it's too much to eat." Song Ling said with a sigh.

"Can't eat it?" Qin Qian was startled. He immediately stood up and touched Song Ling's forehead: "is it uncomfortable again? where are you not feeling well? I'll find someone... "

"I'm fine. Don't be nervous." Song Ling pulled Qin Qian to his leg and looked at her helplessly: "I'm not so fragile. I mean, the Song family's food is too bad. It makes people have no appetite. "

After hearing this from Song Ling, Qin Qian was very careful.

She curled her lips: "master song is really picky. I think your food is already very good. You can't eat it. What do you want to eat?"

"The Song family's food is good, but it's always the same taste, cold and unchangeable."

Qin Qian understood the meaning of Song Ling, she slowly laughed: "do you want to eat the rice I made?"

"You cook?" Song Ling looked at her contemptuously.

He remembered that when he first met a woman, she was at a loss in the kitchen.

"Yes. Come with me Then Qin Qian took Song Ling's hand.

Song yuejiu is not at home, the Song family seems to be empty, the atmosphere has become particularly relaxed.Qin Qian turns around in the kitchen, puts on an apron, cleans his hands, and begins to deal with the ingredients neatly.

Song Ling looked at her as if she was standing by with her chest in her arms.

After a long time, Qin Qian had prepared all the materials. Start cooking skillfully.

Finally, Song Ling couldn't help asking, "what are you going to do?"

"My original western soup." Qin Qian replied with a smile: "it's delicious. I promise to drink it once and remember it for a lifetime."

Song Ling said in a light voice: "it's so delicious? Then I'll look forward to it. "

"Yes, look forward to it!"

Qin Qian happily walked towards Song Ling and put a radish in his mouth.

Song Ling chewed a few times, pretended to taste some, nodded: "very special."

Qin Qian approached him curiously: "what's the taste?"

"Your taste." Song Ling whispered and said in her ear.

“……”

Qin Qian's body was crisp, and he immediately returned to his post.

After a while, the rich aroma floated out.

Song Ling had to admit that Qin Qian had two sons, and his greedy insects were all vaguely hooked out.

"When did you learn to cook?"

"When I went to school abroad, I ate takeout every day and vomited quickly..."

Qin shallow light said, pause.

"At that time, I missed the food you cooked for me. Not many times, but I really want to You can always have such a delicious meal. Then one day, I suddenly understood something

Song Ling: "what's the matter."

"It's only when you cook for the person you want to eat that the food is delicious."

Qin Qian whispered. With that, the soup was almost ready. She turned off the fire and put the soup into a bowl.

"So slowly, I can cook."

Qin Qiangang put the soup well, and his body was hugged from behind.

The man's hot and strong breath came from the back of the neck, and their voices disappeared, but they were all full in their hearts.

Song Ling closed his eyes, and Qin Qian's time together, even if it was short, was enough for him to have a good life.

…………

In the evening, song yuejiu's subordinates came to the villa and handed a letter to Song Ling.

Qin Qian immediately opened it and said, "hot spring villa..."