Han Xiting is gone, and Wen Li is busy.
Han Ximing bent down and said, "I'll cook medicine for you Is there anything else you want to eat? "
"Well..."
Wen Li looked up at him and said with a smile, "can I make a bowl of sweet soup for you?"
"Good."
Han Ximing rubs her head and indulges in it.
"Hee hee." Wen Li said with a smile, "it's so easy to talk, sir?"
"That's for you, someone else. Try it?" Han Ximing is very serious, he is not joking, "I went down."
"Well."
……
Downstairs, Han Ximing enters the kitchen.
Because the herbs have a taste, so on weekdays, warm glass medicine is always boiled in the small kitchen.
At this moment, he first soaked the herbs, and then took them out of the cupboard to make the sweet soup. He also soaked them with water.
He was busy in the kitchen and heard footsteps.
"Who?"
Han Ximing frowned, his vigilance is very high, although this is in a relatively safe Chu home.
"It's me!"
Outside, get in a head. Quanzhen flashed in, put his hands behind him and looked at him with a smile, "you What are you doing? "
“……”
Han Ximing is silent. Facing Quanzhen, he has nothing to say. Originally, he was not good at chatting.
"Well?"
Quanzhen didn't mind. He came near and looked at the herbs and ingredients on the stage of Liuli. He looked up at him in surprise and said, "are you sick? Do you want some medicine? "
"No
Han Ximing frowned and shook her head.
"It's my wife. She takes medicine."
His wife?
On hearing this, Quanzhen stopped smiling, "she What's wrong? What's wrong? "
Oh
Han Ximing talks. He doesn't like the wording of Quanzhen. What is Xiaoli sick? Xiao Li is just weak! Isn't it true that someone is really sick? Because of her status as a Chu family daughter, Han Ximing is silent.
Seeing that he didn't speak, he didn't leave at all.
She pointed to the bowl with the ingredients. "What's this? I've seen these things. They're for sweet soup It's very expensive. It's good for your health and tastes good. "
Han Ximing glanced at her and knew a lot.
He answered faintly, "well." No more?
Quanzhen picked up her eyebrows and rolled up her sleeves. "Can I help you?"
"No!"
This time, Han Ximing spoke quickly.
In fact, he was not at ease. "Thank you for your kindness. My wife chose I didn't make it. She didn't eat it. "
"Ah?"
It's a surprise that there is a trace of anger.
"Why should she? Why did you do that? Shouldn't people like you be served by others? "
Huh?
Han Ximing's eyebrows are full of doubts. According to principle, his identity is confidential. Even in the Chu family, all the servants except the Chu family and the housekeeper don't know his identity.
Why, can Quan Zhen say that?
"Do you know who I am?"
Han Ximing narrowed her eyes slightly, with the meaning of examination.
"I..."
All really Leng next, blankly shake head, nod again.
"Of course, you're the same as Chu Jingbo. You're all masters..."
Cough, cough.
Han Ximing choked, so it is. She thought she knew something.
Quan Zhen said unhappily, "she's still a wife. How can she let her husband cook medicine and sweet soup for her? When and where does the world turn? I'll do it
"No
Han Ximing raised her hand and stopped her again.
I don't understand. "Why? Can't I help you? "
"Not good."
Han Ximing raised his mouth and said, "I was wrong just now. In fact I'm the one who chooses. I don't make it. I don't want to give it to my wife. "
“……”
All true wrong Leng, where has such?
Where is a man willing to work in this world? Besides, it's the kitchen!
However, Han Ximing has completely ignored him.
He calculated the time, picked up the herbs, added water, opened fire and began to boil.
Then, turn to the side of the ingredients, take out the soaked ingredients and start to clean up one by one
This skilled technique, it seems, is not the first time he has done such a thing.
Quan Zhen opened her lips slightly, full of shock. In this world Is there such a good man? She would not have believed it if she had not seen it with her own eyes! However, this is a fact. She saw it with her own eyes!"I'll help you..."
Quanzhen gritted her teeth, but she was never reconciled. "No
Han Ximing frowned and said, "I said, don't Miss Chu, please go out
“……”
Quanzhen gritted her teeth and turned to go out.
However, she looked back step by step, her eyes always fell on Han Ximing, and refused to move away for a long time.
……
In the small kitchen, the fragrance of medicine and sweet soup wafted out.
It's strange that these two flavors are mixed together and they smell good.
Han Ximing picked up the spoon and tasted it He nodded with satisfaction. Xiao Li would like it.
The medicine is loaded and the sweet soup is ready. Han Ximing is carrying a tray, ready to go up.
But Quanzhen came in again.
She looked up at him with a smile, "ready? I can smell the fragrance from a long distance... "
Then he looked behind him.
She is also not polite, straight forward, lift the lid of sweet soup, aroma suddenly came, "wow..."
Quanzhen took a deep breath, "it's so fragrant!"
She reached for the spoon.
Han Ximing's face sank and said coldly, "put it down!"
“……”
Quanzhen shrank and looked at him, not knowing why, "why? Can't you have sweet soup? "
Hum
Han Ximing hooked her lips and sneered, "sweet soup can be eaten, but You can't eat it
“……” Quan Zhen was stunned and turned white.
Han Ximing frowned, "that's my wife's."
Quan Zhen murmured, "there are so many. Can she finish it? I'll have a taste. What's the matter? Are you afraid I'll get the bowl dirty? "
She said to herself, went to the cupboard to get a clean bowl, "I fill a little bit, is that ok?"
"Oh."
Han Ximing thin cool smile, shake his head, "can't, I say again! Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude to you! "
“……” Quanzhen was stunned, "why? Didn't you say you were going to take care of me? You promised my mother
This mother It refers to Quanfang.
Han Ximing frowned and said in a deep voice, "if you want to eat sweet soup, you can ask the Chu chef to make it for you And what I make, only my wife can eat. Do you understand
With that, without looking at Quanzhen, he covered the sweet soup and took it out of the kitchen.
Looking at his tall and straight back, Quanzhen subconsciously clenched his palm. It shouldn't be like this! It shouldn't be! Why, because of the Wenli?