Chu Xia looked at Aunt Qing's figure quickly disappearing down the stairs, and couldn't help but admire: "I didn't expect Aunt Qing to be so old, her body and legs are so good."
"..." Nie Hanqiu glanced at Chu Xia with his cold eyes, then stood up calmly and said, "He went to Yidong's leg washroom."
"Oh." Chu Xia nodded, wondering why I asked to report to him in the leg washing room, when Nie Hanqiu's figure disappeared in an instant.
Immediately afterwards, she heard the sound of retching coming from the leg washroom.
Oops...that...
Is this really a pain for the Demon King...
Chuxian smiled mischievously, stretched out his chopsticks and picked something from the celadon soup bowl. Looking at the strangely cut things, Nie Hanqiu was suddenly filled with sympathy.
Ten minutes later, Nie Hanqiu finally walked out of the leg washroom.
His handsome face was pale and red, and there were some faint beads of sweat on his forehead. The collar of his shirt, which had been neatly buttoned, was also torn a little messy by him.
Have you... vomited yet? ?
Chu Xia asked Nie Hanqiu with her eyes.
roll.
Nie Hanqiu glanced at her coldly, his eyes conveying a message.
He lowered his head angrily as he held the coconut in his hand, curled his lips, and secretly cursed in his heart, the Demon King seemed to be in a very bad mood...
If you think about it carefully, anyone who is forced to drink a large bowl of soup filled with reproductive organs early in the morning will probably not be in a good mood.
After thinking about it, Chu Xia quickly picked out a chopstick of long and thin longevity noodles from his bowl, put it in Nie Hanqiu's bowl and said, "Come on, let's eat longevity noodles. Wish me health and longevity. All your wishes will come true, your career will be prosperous, and your whole family will be happy!!"
"..." Nie Hanqiu silently raised his head, looked at the uncomfortable smile on Chu Xia's face, and said in a gloomy voice: "I seem to be in a good mood??"
"Ah? No..." Chu Xia was stunned and quickly denied it. Could it be that tomorrow was Nie Hanqiu's birthday? Could it be that on the day of his birth month, she said she was in a bad mood? Doesn't that mean she was looking for trouble?
"Well...actually, he is in a good mood..." Chu Xia hesitated for a while, then said to Nie Hanqiu bravely.
"What, am I very happy to see him drinking Dabu Decoction??" Nie Hanqiu narrowed his deep eyes slightly, looked at Chu Xia dangerously, and asked in a low voice.
"Ahem, he... Isn't he happy because of that? Is he happy because I am celebrating my birthday tomorrow? No matter what Bufu said, I am his husband. They are husband and wife, and husband and wife share joys and sorrows. We all share blessings and hardships. Of course he will be happy when I celebrate my birthday tomorrow. Ahaha... Ahahaha..." Chu Xia said to Nie Hanqiu incoherently.
"No?? We share the blessings and share the sorrows??" Nie Hanqiu meaningfully repeated what Chu Xia had just said.
"Wrong... wrong..." Chu Xia stammered in a low voice. For some reason, seeing the glimmer of light flashing in Nie Hanqiu's eyes, Ian suddenly had a bad premonition in her heart.
"Since my wife said so, I would like to drink some of that bowl of tonic soup." Nie Hanqiu's thin lips curled up slightly.
(End of chapter)