The clear sky supports my forehead.
"When did you start not following the rules? Don't I feel sorry for this little beauty of the Qi family?"
"You're quite lenient." Mu Chenhao picked up the spoon, took a sip of Qingkong's soup, put it to his mouth, blew on it gently, and drank it.
"Brother Chenhao!"
Qi Yaner's face was livid. Although she was wearing a pink dress, she became more and more distorted. She gritted her teeth and said, "Brother Chenhao, drink the soup I made. I added dozens of precious ingredients to this one." Medicinal.”
Mu Chenhao put down the spoon and glanced at Qi Yan'er, "Did you make it yourself?"
Qi Yaner felt happy when she saw Mu Chenhao asking her, so she opened the box and took out the soup, "Huh? Yes, brother Chenhao, I cooked it myself. It was very early this morning." I got up and made soup for you."
The thermos bottle was opened by Qi Yan'er, and the whole bottle exuded a faint medicinal fragrance.
"Brother Chenhao, how about the soup I made by myself? Does it smell good?" Qi Yaner touched her nose and said with a smile.
Xia Qingkong glanced sideways at Qi Yan'er. This soup was probably not made by Qi Yan'er.
"Miss Qi can also make soup?" Qingkong asked with a smile.
"Why can't I? Of course I can make soup."
Because when Mu Chenhao was asking questions just now, Qi Yaner paused and repeated what Mu Chenhao said, looking particularly sincere.
There is a problem if you say it again after saying it.
Judging from the micro-expression, Qi Yaner answered the question abruptly, which is a typical way of lying.
In addition, Qingkong also noticed that Qi Yaner touched her nose unconsciously just now.
When a person lies, excess blood in the body will flow back to the face, causing the sponge structure in the nose to swell and become larger, making the nose uncomfortable.
Then when you lie, you will subconsciously touch your nose.
"Really? Didn't you know that Yan'er also has Renxintang's exclusive formula? What did you put in this soup?"
Mu Chenhao spoke calmly, looking at Qi Yan'er with a pair of deep black eyes, with a hint of coldness in his eyes.
Qi Yaner was startled by this look. How did she know what medicinal materials were in this soup
Xing Wenjing didn't tell her. She was in a hurry to come here and didn't ask.
When Mu Chenhao asked, Qi Yaner hesitated and couldn't answer.
"Let go...that...brother Chenhao...me."
"Okay, Yan'er, please go home first. You haven't seen your parents since you came back from England, right? Qingkong and I still have some engagement matters to discuss."
Qi Yan'er wanted to say something, but Mu Chenhao couldn't help but give the order, "Steamed buns, see the guests off!"
"Yes, Master."
Steamed Bun walked to Qi Yaner's side, lowered his head and said, "Miss Qi, please."
"Go away, brother Chenhao. It's all my fault. I lied to you. In fact, I went to Renxintang and asked the experienced Chinese doctors there to make this soup specially for you, so I didn't know. There are some things in it. If you get angry because of this, I can cook it myself in the future, so I can remember the ingredients."
Mu Chenhao still lowered his head, continued to hold the spoon, and began to eat the apple, red date and walnut soup that Xia Qingkong had cooked.
The faint aroma of apple lingered on the tip of my nose, but I didn't expect it to taste quite good.
"Young Master, Miss Qi seems reluctant to leave. I can..."
"Can."
Steamed Bun got the order and his face lit up with joy.
He walked back to Qi Yan'er and smiled, "Miss Qi, I'm offended."
"What do you want to do?" Qi Yaner suddenly had a bad feeling in her heart.
The scene that followed left Qingkong stunned. With his small mouth open, he could almost fit an egg into it.
Steamed Bun bent down and carried Qi Yan'er on his shoulders, and then walked out the door.
Qi Yan'er lay on Mantou's shoulder, struggling all the time, trying to resist, but had no choice but to be restrained by Mantou.
His limbs were flailing around so much that he kicked off his high heels.
"Put me down... get away... let me go..." Qi Yan'er's voice drifted further and further away.
Qingkong took her to the gate, then threw a key to one of the security guards at the gate, "Send Miss Qi home, to the Qi family, not the Mu family."
In the living room.
Mu Chenhao still lowered his head and drank the soup Qingkong made for her. He drank it cleanly, even the walnuts, apples and red dates in it.
"Is it that delicious?" Qingkong couldn't help but curled her lips and asked.
In her impression, the taste of this soup was only slightly sweet, with a mixed taste of three things.
"That's right. Until my wound heals, how about boiling it for me to drink every day?"
"You have a pretty good idea, do you really want to use me as a cook?" Qingkong said angrily.
Mu Chenhao took a tissue, wiped his mouth gracefully, and then pulled Qingkong into the room, "Here, help me change the dressing."
Qingkong entered the room, Mu Chenhao took off his suit jacket and loosened his tie.
Now that she had agreed to marry Mu Chenhao, even if it was only for a short time, Qingkong wanted to fulfill her responsibilities as a wife.
So there was no resistance to changing the dressing on Mu Chenhao's wounds.
But after seeing Mu Chenhao loosen his tie and take off his shirt, Qingkong's pretty little face started to turn a little red.
Glancing at Mu Chenhao, he saw that Mu Chenhao had a good figure, healthy wheat-colored skin, and tall, broad shoulders. He was the kind that would make a woman blush and her heart beat.
To describe it in one sentence, it is the type that makes you look fleshy when you take off your clothes, and looks slim when you wear clothes.
After taking some medicine prepared by Dr. Xu, Qingkong began to sit next to Mu Chenhao as if nothing had happened.
"Your face is so red, are you shy?" Mu Chenhao said leisurely.
Qingkong glanced at Mu Chenhao and subconsciously touched her cheek, which was a little hot.
He casually said, "What are you talking about? I have capillary congestion, do you understand?"
"Oh? Why are the capillaries congested? Then why are the ears red?" Mu Chenhao then touched Xia Qingkong's ears, "And it's very hot."
"because… "
Qingkong suddenly realized that he had said the wrong thing... Because only when a large amount of blood flows through the ears, the blood vessels will expand and become thicker...
Why does a lot of blood flow through the ears...
Because Qingkong... I feel shy...
Although this was not the first time she saw the body of the man in front of her, Qingkong still couldn't help but blush.
She didn't dare to look into Mu Chenhao's eyes and lowered her head to apply the medicine.
Mu Chenhao suddenly grabbed Xia Qingkong's medicine-applied hand with one hand, and put his other hand around her slender waist. He lifted her up slightly, and Qingkong fell into his arms.
"How about I send you fire?"