Otherwise, he would not let Su Kui bring Yan Liang back today.
Little kid, since it's okay, Su Kui still can't cure him if he doesn't believe it!
"Uh, uh uh-"
Mu Nianjun, who had a bare butt, started struggling in Su Kui's arms, babbling in his mouth, not knowing what he was talking about, Su Kui was happy, and chuckles, "What? It turns out to be shy?"
Despite Mu Nianjun's struggle, Su Kui forced him to put on dry clothes, and the clothes he changed were naturally her job.
"Well, I'm your mother. You didn't know how many times you saw it when you were a kid. Now it's not when you are shy. Get out after changing your clothes. Don't you like that handsome boy? Go and accompany him!"
Pat his little ass and push the person out.
The door closed behind Xiao Mu Nianjun, and his expressionless little face showed a distorted feeling under Su Kui's obvious ridiculous gesture of patting his butt.
The blush of fire spread all the way from the root of his ears, and it felt like the soles of his feet were burning.
Su Kui changed clothes very quickly. The hair bun was wet. Su Kui scattered and wiped it at random. Without combing it again, he took a hair band and tied it up and went to the kitchen to work.
When she came out of the kitchen carrying the ginger soup, she was a little dazed to see the extra big men in the hall.
When he heard the footsteps, Yan Liang knew that Su Kui was coming.
Sure enough, she soon saw the petite figure of the woman appearing at the door of the hall. She looked at the men who suddenly appeared inside, and her eyes flashed with caution.
Yan Liang hurriedly said, "Madam, don't be afraid, these, cough... These are Yan's servants, they are here to pick me up."
That's good.
Su Kui put his heart down, went in with the ginger soup, first poured a bowl for Mu Nianjun, "Drink it to drive away the cold."
She had already drank it in the kitchen just now. After thinking about it, she still poured a bowl for Yan Liang. As for whether he would dislike it, it has nothing to do with Su Kui.
"Young Master Yan, have a drink too. Go back and take a hot bath to be careful of catching the cold."
The woman's voice carries the soft words of Wu Nong, which is unique to Jiangnan women, and it sounds like a warm wind blowing in the ears of people.
Yan Liang was stunned. His brain hadn't reacted yet, and his hands had already taken the bowl that Su Kui handed him.
The bowl is made of coarse porcelain, which is uneven to the touch, and inside is boiled ginger soup. Brown sugar should be added. The distance is closer, and you can smell the slightest sweetness.
When the servant saw that he really wanted to drink, he was anxious, "The son—"
"Okay, Yan Shi, I'm not over there now, relax."
His flesh-colored lips conjured a shallow arc, and his eyes were like jet black, as if the crumpled galaxy was reflected in his eyes.
The son is like jade, like a polished stone.
Among the tense expressions of several big men, Yan Liang drank the ginger soup without changing his complexion. The spicy ginger soup flowed into his body down his throat, dispelling most of the chill from his body.
Soon, Yan Liang was surrounded by a few big men and carefully taken away.
Su Kui shrugged, a little bit ridiculous about their caution.
Before leaving the house, Yan Liang's ghostly eyes turned sideways, and the momentary smile of the woman fell into something of him in an instant. Bright eyes and white teeth, and a beautiful smile.
Su Kui only regarded the encounter with Yan Liang that day as an episode, and did not take it seriously.
One day, the sun was very good, April was approaching, and the weather was getting warmer and warmer.