After buying the ingredients, Zhong Xiaoxian took Zhou Jieyu and Xiaoxue out of the vegetable market and drove home.

It is not Zhou Jieyu's home, but the dilapidated community he rents, and this is the first time Zhou Jieyu has come to his kennel.

"Sister, come in."

Xiaoxue warmly entertained Zhou Jieyu.

Zhou Jieyu had a beautiful face, with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, when she entered the room, her beautiful eyes swept left and right, and she turned around casually inside and out, always with a smile on her face, she didn't look disgusted at all, Xiaoxue poured tea for her, and the two chatted with laughter.

Seeing this scene, Zhong Xiaoxian was completely relieved, carried the ingredients into the kitchen, and began to concentrate on boiling the soup.

"Wow, it smells so good!"

Half an hour later, when Zhong Xiao was sweating profusely, and the steam in the soup pot began to emit the fragrance of hooking insects, a delicate voice sounded behind him.

Zhong Xiaoxian glanced back and smiled: "You know how good my brother is, right?" ”

Xiaoxue rolled her eyes and pouted with disdain.

She was wearing a white T-shirt, cropped jeans, black hair running down the sky, bright eyes, and a snow-white pink face, and she was impeccable in beauty. While talking to Zhong Xiaoxian, she leaned forward, leaned in front of the soup pot, and sniffed the aroma again.

Zhong Xiaoxian laughed, and couldn't help but gently touch her black hair, which was smooth and shiny at the beginning, faintly, and in this soup-filled air, she could capture a trace of intoxicating fragrance, which was a combination of Xiaoxue's hair fragrance and body fragrance.

"Incense is incense, but it's not made for me."

Xiaoxue suddenly sighed, her pink face was very sad.

"How not?"

Zhong Xiaoxian was stunned for a moment.

"Of course not." Xiaoxue shook her head and said: "You did it for Sister Jieyu, don't think I don't know, if it weren't for Sister Jieyu, you wouldn't have made soup for me, hum, it's been so long, I didn't even know you would make soup." ”

"Haha."

Zhong Xiaoxian smiled again, because he not only smelled the fragrance of soup and hair, but also smelled the fragrance of vinegar.

Xiaoxue seems to be jealous.

"What are you laughing at? Don't laugh. ”

Xiaoxue blushed, pursed her red lips, and stared at Zhong Xiaoxian with apricot eyes: "Everyone forgets your mother when you have a daughter-in-law, and you forget your sister when you have a daughter-in-law, hum." ”

"Where's your sister?"

Zhong Xiaoxian stopped laughing, poked his head out, and asked.

He had intimate words in his heart that he wanted to say to Xiaoxue, but he was worried that Zhou Jieyu would hear it.

"She's on her phone on the balcony of her bedroom." Xiaoxue replied.

"With whom?" Zhong Xiaoxian asked curiously.

"I don't know." Xiaoxue shook her head, stared at the soup pot, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and asked, "Brother." Can you tell me how well this soup is made? ”

"Okay."

Zhong Xiaoxian lifted the lid of the pot a little, and lowered the gas a little, so that the soup pot kept the soup pot simmering on low heat, and then laughed, while saying: "If you want to make this soup, you must first be able to make chicken, the chicken must be a new chicken killed today, overnight or in the refrigerator, buy the chicken, clean it, chop it into pieces, control the blood and water clean, chop it into pieces, and then scald it twice with boiling water, and finally rinse it with cold water until there are no bubbles in the water, and then put hot oil in the wok, a little green onion and ginger, and put the chicken pieces in. Stir-fry up and down for one minute, stir-fry the aroma, add soup, submerge the chicken pieces, and bring to a boil over high heat with red dates, wolfberry, astragalus, and codonopsis, and boil for another half an hour on low heat. And so it was. ”

"Wow, that's a problem."

Xiaoxue listened carefully and kept nodding.

Zhong Xiaoxian laughed: "You know? This kind of soup is the most nourishing for blood and the most suitable for girls to drink. ”

"Humph!"

Xiaoxue snorted: "Anyway, it's not for me to drink, you don't need to tell me." After saying that, he shook his long hair and walked away with his little buttocks.

Zhong Xiaoxian could only laugh, then cleaned up the board, turned on the faucet, washed his hands, and stared at the soup pot out of the corner of his eyes to prevent it from overflowing.

"Ahh It smells so good! I can't imagine that you're a big man and can make soup, so it seems that I have to be impressed with you......"

A beautiful, heavenly voice sounded behind him.

Zhong Xiaoxian's heart jumped violently, and when he turned around, he saw a beautiful face with pink and snow-white goose eggs.

Zhou Jieyu walked into the kitchen and smiled at him.

Seeing her smile, Zhong Xiaoxian's heart immediately shook, his eyes crossed over her fragrant shoulders, he didn't see Xiaoxue, he only heard the TV in the living room playing the latest Korean dramas, guessing that Xiaoxue must be watching Korean dramas and can't stop watching, and should not come over to "eavesdrop", thinking of this, his courage immediately became bigger, and he said to Zhou Jieyu seriously: "Of course, your husband and I are national super chefs, and when it comes to making soup, those chefs in the Crystal Stone Hotel are not as good as me." ”

"Bragging!"

Zhou Jieyu couldn't help but laugh, glanced at him, suddenly turned red, and said coquettishly: "What husband?" I'm going to ignore you anymore. ”

"Haha."

Zhong Xiaoxian laughed, grabbed her jade hand, gently hooked her soft and slippery palm with his fingers, looked at her peerless pink face with hot eyes, and smiled: "What is the name of the husband who is not called?" Is it called a dead ghost? ”

Zhou Jieyu shook his hand, didn't shake it off, blushed with shame, pursed her red lips and smiled: "Well, you're not a dead ghost, you're a living ghost who moves your hands and feet, let go, Xiaoxue is outside......"

Zhong Xiaoxian didn't let go, he had to gently hug Zhou Jieyu's soft waist inch by inch, and kissed her gently on her hot and beautiful pink face.

Zhou Jieyu's pink face turned red to the base of her neck, she glared at Zhong Xiaoxian with anger and anger, shook her hands vigorously, and unconsciously, her breathing was short, her plump and towering breasts rose and fell violently, and she felt like she was about to burst her blouse.

Zhong Xiaoxian hugged her and continued to kiss her pink face.

Zhou Jieyujiao panted and flashed her face, the snow-white jade hand pushed Zhong Xiaoxian's face, and whispered: "Don't make trouble, tell you one thing, just now...... Cao Qingyun called me. ”

"Oh, what did he say?"

Zhong Xiaoxian's head cleared, and he quickly stopped his movements and asked.

Cao Qingyun is the company's personnel president and Zhou Jieyu's top boss, Zhong Xiaoxian was very wary of him from the beginning, because Lin Jing said that he was the number one pervert in the company, so Zhong Xiaoxian was always worried that he would have ill intentions towards Zhou Jieyu.

Zhou Jieyu shook off his hand, glanced at him coquettishly, and then glanced at the room in the living room, and saw that Xiaoxue didn't come over, still watching TV in the living room, so she was relieved and whispered: "He asked about your situation, he asked very carefully, I listened to his tone, he seemed to want to promote you." ”

“……”

Zhong Xiaoxian opened his mouth in surprise, he and Cao Qingyun didn't know each other, and he hadn't made any achievements in the company, why did Cao Qingyun want to promote him?

Is it because of Zhou Jieyu's relationship?

"I'm just guessing, I don't dare to guarantee whether it's ......" Zhou Jieyu bit her red lip and said softly: "But it's best if I can transfer you out of the planning team, Han Chunsheng is insidious and cunning, and I'm really worried that you are doing things under him." ”

Zhong Xiaoxian smiled comfortingly: "Don't worry, although Han Chunsheng is cunning, I can deal with him." ”

Zhou Jieyu looked up at him slightly, biting her red lip and not speaking, a burst of worry suddenly flashed in her bright big eyes.

Zhong Xiaoxian's heart stirred, and he gently held her in his arms, and gently civilized beside her crystal jade earlobe: "What's wrong with you?" ”

"Nothing."

Zhou Jieyu hugged him tightly and sighed faintly.

Zhou Jieyu didn't say anything, but Zhong Xiaoxian knew her heavy heart, kissed her pink face, thought about it, and asked, "Where is uncle?" Any news of him? ”

"He's in Nanning." Zhou Jieyu replied in a whisper.

"That's good."

Nanning is the provincial capital of Guangxi, more than 1,000 miles away from Jiangshui City, as long as he hides well, I believe that these creditors in Jiangshui City should not be able to find him, but then there is a question, if the creditors can't find Zhou Mingsong, will they spread their anger on Zhou Jieyu?

"Jieyu, I have something I have to ask you." Zhong Xiaoxian said.

"What?"

"Apart from Han Chunsheng, does my uncle owe anyone else?" Zhong Xiaoxian asked.

"No, I've already paid off everyone else's money." Zhou Jieyu replied.

Zhong Xiaoxian was taken aback.

If there are no other creditors, Han Chunsheng is the only creditor, so is it Han Chunsheng who tried to kidnap Zhou Mingsong this time?

Knowing this, Zhong Xiaoxian's heart swelled with anger, but at the same time, there was comfort, because there was only one creditor, which meant that he only needed to deal with Han Chunsheng alone.

"Han Chunsheng owes too much, I really can't pay ......" Zhou Jieyu bit her red lip and sighed sadly and angrily: "20 million, I really don't know how my father lost in the first place." Alas......"

20 million is not a small amount, and it is not something that can be lost at once, and there may be something strange in it.

"Didn't you ask him?" Zhong Xiaoxian asked lightly.

"I asked, but my dad wouldn't say." Zhou Jieyu shook her head gently.

Zhong Xiaoxian pondered for a moment and smiled comfortingly: "Okay, don't think about this, the kitchen is too hot, you can go out and watch TV......" kissed Zhou Jieyu on the face, and said comfortingly: "As for the money owed to Han Chunsheng, let's find a way together, in short, the matter will definitely be solved." ”

His voice was not loud, but he spoke very firmly.

Zhou Jieyu smiled, her eyes flashed with trust, nodded, turned around and went out.

Zhong Xiaoxian stood in front of the soup pot, staring at the soup pot, frowning, thinking sharply in his mind.

The soup is ready.

Zhong Xiaoxian's only specialty is really not blowing, the soup pot is brought out, and as soon as the lid is lifted, the air in the entire restaurant is immediately filled with an appetizing aroma. Xiaoxue shouted that it was delicious, but Zhou Jieyu was more reserved, holding a small bowl, holding a small spoon in her jade hand, tasting it in small sips, drinking a bowl, and politely saying not to drink it, but as long as it was full, a bowl of chicken soup was quickly drunk again.

This book was first published in Reading Books