Ruining the shell of chaos is more important than anything else.

Xuanyuan Ze looked helpless and complained: "Brother, can you not always talk to her!" ”

The corners of Xuanyuan Yu's lips hooked slightly, and said, "Is there one?" How I didn't feel it. ”

Xuanyuan Ze's heart was filled with deep sorrow. He was defeated by his brother.

The wife and slave in front of him didn't realize that he was a wife slave at all, but thought that everything he did was extremely reasonable.

"Luo'er, I've warmed up some food, you can get up and eat a little first, okay?" Xuanyuan Yu helped Ling Luo up, then pulled out two soft pillows and placed them behind her intimately, while avoiding the wound on her back with great care.

"Okay." Ling Luo's face was filled with a gentle smile, and her beautiful eyes were bent into crescents of joy happily, "Yu, how do you know that I'm hungry?" ”

Xuanyuan Yu picked up the small porridge, scooped it with a spoon, put it to his lips and blew it gently, then handed it to Ling Luo's lips and said, "Intuition." ”

Ling Luo obediently drank that mouthful of porridge, and the smooth feeling entered the shriveled stomach, which was very comfortable.

"It's delicious." She couldn't help but admire, "Yu, your skills are really getting better and better." ”

Xuanyuan Yu smiled, very happy: "If you like it, I will make it for you every day in the future." ”

"Hey, I said, as soon as I came back, I started to boil porridge, and I wasn't allowed to drink a sip, tsk, it turned out to be for others."

A sour stinging sound came from behind.

Xuanyuan Ze's eyes were red with jealousy, and he stared at the bowl of porridge and said, "Brother, I'm hungry too." ”

"Go and Sheng yourself when you're hungry." Xuanyuan Yu didn't even look back, said lightly, and still diligently fed Luo'er porridge in his hand.

Xuanyuan Ze's heart was unbalanced, and he protested: "Brother, do you want to treat it so differently, it's too obvious!" ”

Ling Luo laughed out loud, stretched out his hand, and wanted to take the porridge bowl from Xuanyuan Yu's hand, and said, "I'll do it myself." ”

Xuanyuan Yu narrowed his eyes, shrank back the hand holding the porridge bowl, and said in a deep voice: "No, both of your arms have been pierced by the ice blade of that bastard of Luo Ge, it is inconvenient to hold things, and it will hurt the wound." ”

After speaking, he turned his head and looked at a younger brother who was making trouble with some displeasure, and said, "You have your own hands and feet, won't you hold it yourself?" ”

Xuanyuan Ze's face stiffened, grievances crossed in his dark golden eyes, his thin lips pursed, and he muttered: "Brother is really eccentric, if you have a daughter-in-law, you don't want a younger brother." ”

"Who said I don't want you, when you are injured, I don't take care of you?" Xuanyuan Yu replied.

Xuanyuan Ze snorted softly, and the boss reluctantly got up from the chair, slowly moved towards the small kitchen, and went to serve the porridge himself.

Ling Luo looked at this scene and couldn't help but smile: "Ze's awkward appearance is really cute." ”

The corners of Xuanyuan Yu's lips also hooked up a smile, and said, "Yes, I think so too." ”

He stretched out his chopsticks, pinched some side dishes for Ling Luo, and gently handed them to her lips.

Ling Luo obediently opened his mouth, ate with relish, and said, "Yu, you will spoil me like this." ”

"Then spoil it." Xuanyuan Yu's long eyelashes moved slightly, and a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes contained a three-point smile and seven points of spoiling, "Anyway, you can only have me, I don't spoil you, who spoils you." ”