【Kitchen】

"Which porridge is for the surname Qian?" Su Yu was dressed in a waiter costume, walked into the kitchen casually and asked, seeing that it was Su Yu, a simple lady walked over, "Master Su, the porridge for the master is ready, at the stove, you go and get it yourself." ”

"Oh." Su Yu replied in a low voice, and before coming to the stove, he looked at the two bowls of exactly the same porridge, his brows furrowed tightly, the surname Qian looked so thin, and he was so edible, Su Yu complained in his heart, and crackled and put the two bowls of porridge into the tray.

After Su Yu left, Fang Cai's eldest mother was finally busy with the things in hand, and a smile of excitement hung on the corner of her mouth, as long as she gave the porridge to the husband, were you afraid that he would not obey herself? She spent a lot of money to buy this medicine, and the effect was very good, thinking about it, the eldest mother came to get the porridge that had been made for her hands and feet, and when she saw the empty stove, she couldn't help but feel cold.

What about porridge?

Qian Wenxuan looked at the fold in front of the case, her brows furrowed tightly, has she not been to the court for two days, of course, she doesn't want to go, thinking of Xuanyuan Dyemo's actions that day, Qian Wenxuan's brows furrowed even tighter, I don't know what happened to that person recently, he is always abnormal.

Just when Qianwenxuan was immersed in his own world, the door was rudely kicked open, as soon as he heard this movement, Qianwenxuan knew that the person who came was Su Yu, besides him, who else would be so reckless and rude, Zisang Langyue's words He would float in directly and quietly, so that you could observe the five senses, and the words of the shallow and clear were polite, and they would not be as rude as him.

"Surnamed Qian, your porridge!" "Bang" put the tray heavily in front of Qianwenxuan, and the bad attitude made Qianwenxuan have the illusion that he was the master of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Without looking at Su Yu, Qianwenxuan gently took a bowl of porridge, scooped a spoonful and put it to his mouth and blew it, just about to eat, Qianwenxuan's movements were suddenly paused, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, he looked up at Su Yu, and saw that he was staring at himself with displeasure on his face.

"This porridge ......"

"What's wrong with this porridge? The surname is Qian, what do you mean by this look, is it possible that I will poison you? ”

Before Qianwenxuan finished speaking, Su Yu stepped forward and roared in a series of loud voices, a series of yells Qianwenxuan's brows furrowed tightly, and she didn't say anything, seeing that she didn't talk, Su Yu thought that she had acquiesced.

Su Yu's big eyes flashed a touch of grievance, and he swallowed back the tears that were about to burst out of his eyes, and snatched the bowl in Qian Wenxuan's hand, "The surname is Qian, you are too much!" ”

"Don't drink ......"

Qianwenxuan had just shouted out two words, and saw that Su Yu's bowl of porridge had reached the bottom, and at the end, he rudely put the bowl in front of Qianwenxuan, and looked at her angrily: "The surname is Qian, you take a good look at whether I am dead." ”

Speechlessly looking at the man talking to himself, Qian Wenxuan slid a long black line on his forehead, this man is really impulsive and coarse.

Slowly picked up another bowl and sniffed it, but there was no such smell, and seeing that Su Yu was normal, but his face was a little red, so he thought he was angry. Seeing her eating the porridge in the bowl spoonful by spoonful, her movements were elegant and noble.

"Humph!" Su Yu snorted coldly: "Greedy for life and afraid of death." As he spoke, he turned around and left, but as soon as he took a step, his feet went soft, and he fell to the ground without warning.

Seeing this, Qian Wenxuan was taken aback, and hurriedly put down the porridge in his hand and came over to help him, "Are you okay?" ”

"Surnamed Qian, I'm fine."

As soon as Su Yu spoke, Qianwenxuan was stunned, and looked at the man who was leaning on his arms as if he was boneless, Qianwenxuan's face was full of puzzlement, when? This man, who is always like a fire dragon, actually has such a charming voice, revealing a trace of charm.

Su Yu leaned on Qian Wenxuan's shoulder in a drowsy manner, only feeling that his whole body was paralyzed and had no strength, and the vague aroma from his nose always teased his heart, and he wanted it very much, but he didn't know what he wanted.

"Surnamed Qian, I want to ......" Su Yu's dark and charming voice said softly, swallowing his saliva hard, his big eyes were gently closed, and his eyelashes flashed.

Watching him swallow saliva, a flash of relief flashed on Qian Wenxuan's face, looked at the big bed not far away, and then grabbed Su Yu by the waist and strode over, put him gently on the bed, looked at the teapot on the table, and was about to go over, as soon as she moved, Su Yu put one hand on her shoulder.

Qian Wenxuan was shocked, turned around, and met a pair of charming eyes; The clothes on his body were messy at some point, revealing half of his fair and round shoulders, and his skin was looming, which was extremely sultry.

"The ...... surnamed Qian" The soul-like coquettish voice made Qian Wenxuan shiver all over, and hurriedly got out of bed and sat down at the table, looking away in a panic, Qian Wenxuan's face flashed a touch of tangled, since she was with that demon, she seemed to be more and more unable to control herself, could it be that this is the body of a woman in the country? The intensity of [desire] and [hope] is definitely no less than a good dose of flattery.

Raising his hand, he picked up the teapot on the table and poured it down, and the cold tea was in his stomach, calming down the restlessness a little.

"The surname is Qian...... I'm so uncomfortable......" The voice of the seductive cartilage came, Qian Wenxuan looked sideways at the man reclining at the head of the bed, his red lips were slightly open, panting, his face was full of redness, and his eyes were like silk.

Qian Wenxuan never knew that a person who had always been babbling could be so charming, but what was he doing like this all of a sudden?

His slender and slender fingers wrapped around a strand of green silk on his chest, playing with it, and there was an abnormal flush on his face, and the high-voltage current between the electric eyes challenged Qianwenxuan's tolerance limit one by one.

"Su Yu, it's okay, you can go back first!" Qian Wenxuan didn't dare to go over, so she said with a frown at a distance.

"If you don't go back, it's uncomfortable......" His hoarse voice spilled softly from the red lips.

"If you feel uncomfortable, go and ask the housekeeper to find you a doctor!" Qian Wenxuan shouted impatiently.

The room was quiet all of a sudden, Qianwenxuan could hear slightly heavy breathing from the other end of the bed, aggrieved choking, and a fierce heartbeat, Qianwenxuan really didn't understand how a good person could suddenly be like this, got up, and wanted to call the housekeeper to take him down, but other sounds that sounded intermittently in the room made her hesitate.

Qian Wenxuan stopped, turned his head to look, and could only see the back of the man wrapped in a brocade quilt, thinking of the abnormal flush on his face, the suppressed voice seemed to come from......

Qian Wenxuan hesitated for a moment, and the back revealed the stubbornness she had seen, she approached the bed, lifted the brocade quilt, and leaned in to check.

This look startled Qianwenxuan, the man's face was red as if he was about to drip blood, his legs were clamped tightly, rubbing gently, what kind of medicine was he given?

A flash of inspiration flashed in her mind, and Qian Wenxuan suddenly thought of the bowl of porridge just now, and a fierce color flashed in her eyes unexpectedly.

Qian Wenxuan stretched out her hand to let him lie down, even through his clothes, he could feel his hot body temperature, and her touch made Su Yu can't help but [groan] and lean over. Looking at his appearance, Qian Wenxuan's mind unexpectedly flashed a demonic face, and the sentence "The wife can only have one man" Qian Wenxuan shuddered fiercely, and was about to retreat, but saw that the man's eyes widened, looking at her aggrievedly, as if he was accusing himself of ruthlessness.

With a light sigh, Qianwenxuan helped Su Yu up and let him lean in her arms, the hot temperature made Qianwenxuan frown.

Smelling the familiar smell, Su Yu drilled hard into Qianwenxuan's arms, wrapped his hands around her slender waist, the corners of his mouth curved slightly, and said glutinously: "The surname is Qian, I am uncomfortable, hot ......"

Hearing this, Qian Wenxuan exhaled deeply, reached out and untied Su Yu's clothes in his arms, and opened it all the way, his body was also presented in front of Qian Wenxuan, the whole showed a pink color, her touch seemed to make him feel the way to relief, and he couldn't help but tilt his head, and snuggled into her shoulder socket, [groaning] depressedly, and gently rubbing his forehead against Qian Wenxuan's neck, as if he wanted to but was afraid that she would leave him like this.

The foxy moan made the [desire] [fire] in Qian Wenxuan's belly burn and hurt.

Qian Wenxuan closed her eyes, settled down, her face showed a heroic and righteous voice, gritted her teeth, and reached out to hold Su Yu's emotion, Su Yu immediately trembled stiffly, her body twisted, and resisted: "Don't ...... Don't have the surname Qian...... Well...... "Pain and pleasure overflowed from his lips.

"Well, I'll be fine soon." Bowing his head and lightly imprinting a kiss on the forehead of the person in his arms, Qianwenxuan said softly.

Until the sky was slightly bright, Qian Wenxuan felt that her hands were numb, and half of her body was stiffened by the man, Su Yu's body temperature finally dropped, and it finally softened.

Qian Wenxuan let out a long sigh of relief, quickly and simply cleaned up Su Yu, covered it with a brocade quilt, and rushed out of the door.

Opened the door, a cool wind blew in, so that her restless heart calmed down slightly, stepped out of the door, and closed the door with her backhand, however, as soon as she took a step, Qian Wenxuan froze in place, staring blankly at a touch of red not far away.

"Wife, you are really disobedient." Zisang Langyue held the leather whip in his hand, and walked towards Qianwenxuan step by step, as he moved, the folded leather whip was pumped in his palm one by one, and a pair of [tempting] [confused] phoenix eyes stared at Qianwenxuan motionlessly, flashing danger signals inside.

The smile at the corner of his mouth was also eerie, and as he advanced, Qian Wenxuan instinctively took a step back, and as soon as he moved, his slender waist was tightly [imprisoned] by the man-

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