Yan Nian stared at his back. He was tall and thin. There were not many things that could keep Jiang Beiyuan focused on.
But he would remain focused on everything about her.
"Will you always be so nice to me?"
She spoke absentmindedly, not wanting to ask, but it was completely subconscious.
The latter still had his back to her. He needed to concentrate. When he was boiling the medicine for her, he would not leave even half a step. He had to keep staring at the casserole and observe the changes in the pile of herbs, from high fire to medium fire. Small fire, come step by step.
Yan Nian touched his nose awkwardly, thinking that he probably didn't hear it, and the question just now wasn't that important. Forget it, forget it if he didn't answer.
Turning around to leave the restaurant—
"meeting."
“…”
Yan Nian paused calmly.
Jiang Beiyuan still had his back to her, his body buried between light, shadow and night, vague and unreal.
His voice came across very softly, with his unique caution and firmness:
"Unless you don't care about it anymore. Then... maybe it won't happen."
"Cut~~"
Yan Nian turned around, raised his chin, and snorted proudly at his broad back.
"Whoever doesn't care is a fool!"
At that time, she was so confident that she would never be that fool.
…
An hour and a half later, Jiang Beiyuan came out of the kitchen with a bowl of soup.
The bitter smell spread, causing Yu Li to turn his head and walk away with a look of disgust.
Yan Nian was sitting on the sofa, holding a pillow in his arms and sitting with his legs crossed.
To be honest, she felt like vomiting when she smelled it now. She had had enough.
Jiangbeiyuan put the bowl on the table.
"Put your legs down."
"oh… "
"Drink it while it's hot."
He sat next to her, picked up the bowl again, and handed her the concoction in his hand.
Staring at the bowl in Jiang Beiyuan's hand, Yan Nian frowned hard and swallowed twice.
Somehow, she always felt that Jiangbeiyuan's medicine was darker and heavier than Ding Baoyi's medicine. It looked full of ingredients and probably tasted more bitter.
Just as she expected.
She took a sip, and it was so bitter that her internal organs and limbs screamed "It tastes bad!!!"
Seeing her discomfort, Jiang Beiyuan also frowned, "There is no way, you have to endure the pain. The old Chinese medicine doctor has told you not to let you eat sweets."
Yan Nian nodded and sniffed, "Okay, only by enduring hardship can you become a master..."
Then take a second sip.
vomit!
It was so painful that she wanted to spit out her bile.
Jiang Beiyuan couldn't bear it, and sighed with a rather pitiful expression, "Do you want me to pinch your nose and drink it in one breath?"
Yan Nian: "..."
Sure enough, this is straight male thinking!
Then Jiang Beiyuan really pinched her nose and poured the whole bowl of medicine into her.
Yan Nian's tongue was numb, it was so painful, the taste was really not something people could endure.
Jiang Beiyuan took the bowl she finished drinking and went to the kitchen.
After taking two steps, Fu stopped again and turned around, looking at her with a bit of teasing in his eyes.
"The old Chinese medicine doctor said that you can't talk mouth to mouth, otherwise your husband will definitely have to share the burden for you."
"You-ah, I believe you are a ghost, go to hell!"
Yan Nian grabbed a pillow and threw it at his back!
As if he had expected that she would do this, Jiang Beiyuan turned sideways slightly, and the pillow fell directly and hit Yu Li who was huddled in the corner.
Yu Li: "..."
(End of chapter)