Author: Purple Peony MACHINE TRANSLATION
The next morning, he lanjin woke up early.
When she went downstairs, she yawned and rolled up her sleeves out of boredom. When she saw a video, she ran into the kitchen on a whim. Her eyes lit up and she showed off her skills.
“Mr. Qiao, come and have a taste of my cooking. ” He lanjin had been tossing and turning for two hours. When she smelled the rich fragrance, she was about to scoop up a bowl of soup and drink it. When she saw Qiao Hanye go downstairs, she waved at him.
Qiao Hanye looked at her bun-shaped hair and loose hoodie. She looked relaxed but full of energy.
“You made this? ” Qiao Hanye looked at the soup and asked. He lanjin held her Chin and pushed the bowl in front of him, saying, “It’s a secret recipe passed down from the he family. If you drink it, you won’t forget it for the rest of your life. ”
Qiao Hanye looked at her in confusion. He picked up the soup and finished it in one gulp. Then, his expression changed.
After finishing the bowl of soup, his whole body was burning hot, as if there was a prehistoric power surging over. The man’s masculinity was stirred up. His handsome face instantly darkened. He looked at the pot of precious medicinal herbs in the pot.
“How is it? ” He lanjin saw that his expression changed and reached out to scoop up the bowl, ready to taste it.
Seeing this, Qiao Hanye reached out and held her hand. He snatched the bowl from her, pursed his lips and drank it all. He said in a low voice, “MMM, not bad. ”
“leave some for me. ” He lanjin’s phone rang. When she went to answer the call, she did not forget to turn around and remind him. This was her first time making soup. How could she let him have it for free?
Seeing that she had turned around and walked out, Qiao Hanye carried the soup and stuffed it into Han Beicheng’s arms. He said, “take care of it. ”
“Master, this… ” Han Beicheng was depressed, but he still carried the entire pot upstairs and secretly took a bite.
Qiao Hanye’s entire body was burning with unbearable heat. Two bowls of nourishing strong Yang soup entered his stomach, and every cell in his body was clamoring, as if in the next second, he was going to sow the spring sunshine of March in the dry winter season.
After answering the phone, he lanjin turned around and returned.
She saw that the hall in Ruo Da was empty and there was no one there.
Other than the television still playing, there was almost no sound. She held the remote control and was about to turn off the television However, she heard the host say, “alright, today’s strong Yang Yin nourishing soup method has ended. I hope it can help the unfortunate families with impotence and premature ejaculation. If there are no problems in this aspect, please do not try it, or else you will bear the consequences. ”
“PFFT. ” He lanjin shook it and spat out the water she had just drunk.
It turned out that she had a whim in the morning and learned how to make soup from television. She even made a mistake.
“Mr. Qiao. ” He lanjin threw away the remote control and ran upstairs. She pushed the door open and entered his bedroom. She heard the sound of running water coming from the bathroom. She stood far away and asked at the top of her voice, “are you okay? ”
Qiao Hanye was in the bathroom. He took a cold shower and lowered the burning fire all over his body. He was about to put on his clothes.
He heard her beautiful voice coming from outside the door. It broke his cultivation in a second.
“Damn woman. ” Qiao Hanye threw away his clothes and stood in front of the shower head, letting the cold water fall on him. The air seemed to be filled with her aura, which made the fire in his body burn more and more fiercely.
He lanjin was suspicious. She walked to the bathroom door and knocked on it.
“Mr. Qiao. ” He lanjin knocked on the door in fear, afraid that she might kill someone.
The glass door opened. Qiao Hanye stood in front of her with a towel wrapped around his waist. The water dripped down his strong muscles like crystal clear pearls. He lanjin swallowed her saliva.
“This… ” her mouth was parched, and she regretted knocking on the door.
Just as she was about to turn around and steal it, he grabbed her wrist… …
