Chapter 132

Some time ago, he hated her so much that he wanted to kill her every day. But in a few days, his idea faded away.

Even I feel that it's good to live like this in my life

The smell of meat filled the air.

Qiao Yan Ran smelled the meat aroma, scooped a spoonful of soup, sandwiched a piece of meat, tasted it.

The stewed meat is very soft and rotten. Even if there is no seasoning, it is delicious. Just smelling the aroma makes people salivate.

Qiao Yanran fished out the meat in the pot and put it in a bowl.

But eating meat alone doesn't seem to be very good It's easy to get bored.

"Let me do it."

Yujiang simply scooped up a spoonful of white noodles, mixed with some cold water, and quickly rolled the noodles open, cut them with a knife, and then cut the noodles.

Today's events made him feel the unprecedented sense of crisis. When making noodles, he worked harder.

But for a long time, a bowl of noodles came to Qiao Yanran.

"Yes, you can go to eat as soon as possible. It's late now." Qiao Yan Ran looks at him to cut vegetables again, just busy stop a way.

Yu Jiang raised his head and said suddenly, "wife, I can dance and sing songs. Zhang Yu can do it. I can do it."

He said, a little nervous, cuff was crumpled into a ball.

Zhang Yu?

It should be the boy just now.

Qiao Yanran sighed, pulled Yu Jiang's wrist, fished the person into his arms, some jokingly said: "how, are you jealous?"

"No

Yu Jiang lowered his eyebrows and eyes, looked obedient and obedient, but his lips were tight and stubborn.

"Well, you go to dinner." Qiao Yanran rubbed his hairy head and said.

Yu Jiang rolled up his sleeve, showed a slender wrist, pursed his lips and said, "I'm not feeling well. Wife, please feel my pulse for me."

Qiao Yanran

Good one is not jealous, but what else can she do?

Qiao Yanran put her hand on his wrist, Yu Jiang's fingertips curled up slightly, intentionally or unintentionally swept her palm, with a sense of numbness.

Qiao Yanran straightened Yu Jiang's hand. After a long time, she said, "Qi and blood are both deficient. I'll help you fry some medicine later to replenish qi and blood."

Yu Jiang

He began to have strong doubts about his appearance.

In the past, Liu Hui would hold him on the bed without saying a word when he was such a lively and beautiful man.

But now

Yu Jiang raised his head and took a look.

Her face was very serious, with some seriousness, just like Liu Xiahui.

"What's the matter? Eat quickly. "

"Oh."

Yu Jiang is sitting in Qiao Yanran's arms, holding his own bowl and chopsticks. This meal is a little absent-minded, and he plans to make persistent efforts later.

After eating, Qiao Yanran fed the kitten and strolled around the yard for two times.

It's getting late. Qiao Yanran yawns, opens the door and plans to take a bath.

However, as soon as she opened the door, she saw a very powerful scene.

"Wife master, the bath water has been put in. Do you want to take a bath?"

He was standing in the hot water, with the water flowing down his waist.

There was a white towel on his shoulder, but as he moved, the towel fell down