Chapter 589

"Then what? I can't stop taking a bath, can I? " Luo Xiao is pulling to have already soiled, still take the skirt of mildew smell, one face of dislike.

"Naturally..." Shaojue Qin raised his lips with a smile and lifted Luo Xiaoxiao up. "I'll take you in."

Luo Xiaoxiao didn't expect the sudden action of shaojue Qin. He was so scared that he let out a exclamation and put his arms around shaojue Qin's neck.

In the bathroom, Baron Qin had prepared the stool in advance. After putting Luo Xiaoxiao down, he went to the bathtub to test the water temperature. "It's just right."

"Then you go out. I'm going to change." Luo Xiaoxiao pushes Baron Qin out.

Don't you need my help

"Help me with what?" Luo Xiao Xiao blinks an eye, small face reveals bewilderment.

Young Baron Qin coughed lightly and replied solemnly, "help you undress."

Luo Xiaoxiao's face turned red. I didn't expect that young Baron Qin could say such a sentence with a serious face.

"Hooligans." Luo Xiao Xiao stares at Qin shaojue and urges: "go out quickly, bad man." She bit her lips, steaming, pretty white face, cheeks with two groups of blush, really charming.

"OK, I'll go out. Be careful yourself. Call me when you're done. I'll carry you out." After a few words of advice from young Lord Qin, he retreated.

"Xiao Xiao, I left your pajamas in the dressing room outside for you. You can call me after you wash them and change them." Young Lord Qin took a velvet nightgown and put it in the dressing room outside the bathroom.

"Well, please." With the water, Luo Xiao's voice came through the door.

Half an hour later, Luo Xiaoxiao dried the water on his body and pushed the door into the outer dressing room.

The Nightgown was neatly stacked on the cabinet, and the hair dryer was plugged in. For fear that Luo Xiaoxiao was struggling to dry his hair, young Lord Qin also prepared the chair in advance, which was considerate.

As soon as the sound of Luo Xiaoxiao's hair dryer rings, shaojue Qin has been waiting for him. It seems that he has not gone to rest at all. He is dedicated to waiting for Luo Xiaoxiao to take a bath so that he can carry her back to the house.

"I can do it myself." The blush on Luo Xiao's face hasn't subsided, and her hair just dried is sending out a nice smell of rose. "You don't have to be so troublesome. It's so late. You have to go to work tomorrow."

"It's my husband's duty to take care of you." Young Lord Qin picked up Luo Xiaoxiao and said, "you seem to be a little too thin. It's light to hold you. Just in time, you have a good rest at home and let mother Wang make up for it for you. "

"No." Luo Xiaoxiao's face was red and his eyes were watery. "Mother Wang's skill is so good. I should be fat if I eat again."

"It's better to be fat. It's comfortable to be fat." Said, Qin young Baron also tight tight tight arm, "you are now thin all over the body is bone, holding Luo flustered."

"Then you let me down." Luo Xiaoxiao was about to struggle, but he was stopped by shaojue Qin. "I like it, no matter how you like it."

When Lord Qin settled Luo Xiaoxiao, Wang Ma also cooked steaming egg porridge.

Luo Xiaoxiao wanted to come down to eat by himself. Young Lord Qin refused to eat anything. He insisted that Luo Xiaoxiao sit on the bed and let him feed her.

Looking at this scene, Wang Ma couldn't help laughing.

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"Mother Wang, can you stop making pig's hoof Soup for me? I feel like I've gained at least three pounds these two days. " Luo Xiao Xiao pinched the cheek that pinches meat, the corner of the lip all piled up the meat to come out.

"If you eat something, you can make up for it. If you eat pig's feet, the wound will recover quickly." Wang Ma put down the cast iron pot and put a bowl of pig feet and peanuts in front of Luo Xiaoxiao. "I know you girls are afraid of being fat. I specially filtered the fat on the pig feet. It's not fat."

Luo Xiaoxiao murmured in a low voice: "why not fat people, and then filter this is also pig's foot soup." Luo Xiaoxiao's eyes turn to the young Baron Qin.

Shaojue Qin coughed lightly. Luo Xiaoxiao immediately looked at him: "mother Wang has been cooking for a long time, just to help you. You see, I don't even have one."

"But I'm really tired of it!" Luo Xiaoxiao holds the soup bowl and issues a silent complaint.

Wang Ma's pig's feet soup is very good, soft glutinous pig's feet, a sip can take off the bone. Soup color milk white, fragrant, rich in gum, drink even slightly stick to the mouth.

But this soup only sprinkled a little salt, flowers do seasoning, not even a pepper, light to let Luo Xiao doubt life.

"Or shall I change the menu tomorrow?" Wang Ma looks at Luo Xiaoxiao's wrinkly face, which is pitiful.

"Yes, yes! I'd like spicy diced rabbit and shredded pork with green pepper Luo Xiao's eyes are bright.

Before Wang's mother spoke, young Baron Qin said, "no, the wound on your foot is not good. According to the doctor's advice, you should eat light food."

"Young Lord Qin, will you let me go? I can't see a chili in the food these days. The only seasoning is salt. " Luo Xiao is about to cry.

"That won't do either." Young Lord Qin is selfless.

"I'll go on a hunger strike if you do. I can't eat it anyway." Luo Xiao pushed the bowl away, with a face of determination.Looking at her like this, Baron Qin rubbed his forehead with a headache: "OK, I'll give you a little grace. You can put some pepper in tomorrow's dishes, but it can only be slightly spicy."

Slightly spicy is also spicy. It's better than no taste at all.

Luo Xiaoxiao nodded hastily, for fear that young Baron Qin would regret: "slightly spicy! Slightly spicy is OK! Slightly spicy, I can

"OK, I'll make something slightly spicy tomorrow." Wang Ma answered happily.

The next day, the dining room.

Luo Xiaoxiao looked at the only three dry peppers in the braised chicken wings and was stunned, but the three dry peppers had not been cut.

Luo Xiaoxiao picked up a dry pepper and put it on the plate: "is this slightly spicy? Only three peppers? "

"Yes, that's slightly spicy." Wang Ma nodded seriously.

Luo Xiaoxiao can't laugh or cry: "what's the difference between this and not putting pepper, just three!"

Wang Ma explained: "young master doesn't eat spicy food. He can't stand three peppers."

Shaojue Qin nodded his head and made a video call with his other hand under the table.

Luo Xiaoxiao suddenly understood that what he said with young Lord Qin was slightly spicy based on his taste, not slightly spicy based on Luo Xiaoxiao's taste.

"Qin, Shao, Jue!" Luo Xiaoxiao gritted his teeth every word, "you did it on purpose!"

"It's you who said it. A little spicy is OK." Shaojue Qin shrugged, picked up a piece of chicken wings and put it into his bowl. He tasted it, and from time to time he made the sound of being spicy and sucking his mouth.

It's a naked show off.

Luo Xiao pushed the bowl, puffed his cheeks and complained: "I won't eat any more! You bully people

Shaojue Qin had expected that Luo Xiaoxiao would do this again. He was not afraid at all. He raised his mobile phone and put it on the desktop bracket.

Conan's voice came from his mobile phone: "Mom, mom, how did you teach me when I was a child? How can a good child not be picky about food? "

"Conan?" Lo's eyes widened.

Conan's lovely little face appeared on the screen of his mobile phone, but at the moment, his face was taut, and he was serious like an adult: "just now, my father told me, mom, you are injured, and you want to eat light food, but you are picky and refuse to eat, and you also have a hunger strike, which is wrong."

Conan said as he scratched his cheek with his finger: "shame, such a big man is picky about food, picky about food is not a good child."