Zheng Xiaoying was so angry that she almost scratched the sofa, and when her anger was about to get out of control, she forcibly came back to her senses and grabbed her bag and left quickly from the other side of the sofa.

“…… Zihao, what are you looking at? ”

"It's nothing, it's like seeing an acquaintance."

She hadn't gone far yet, and Lu Zihao's suspicious voice came from behind her, she must have been discovered!

Zheng Xiaoying didn't look back, sped up her pace and left the restaurant, then returned home to change her clothes, and made a phone call by the way so that Luo Ran didn't have to go over.

She changed her clothes and sat on the edge of her bed and sent Dr. Chen a WeChat message.

"Dr. Chan, do you know under what circumstances men have disorders?"

Dr. Chen didn't reply to her immediately, Zheng Xiaoying went over to change her shoes, walked to the mirror and examined it, but still felt not satisfied, so she simply tied her hair up.

Her face was already relatively small, and her pointed chin was revealed when her hair was tied up. He changed into a set of linen-colored shorts, and a small white coat was draped over it.

Her current dress is completely different from that in the restaurant, and she deliberately wears a pair of flat shoes to make her look like a gentle little white-collar worker.

"That's it!"

Zheng Xiaoying snorted, stared at her face in the mirror, and remembered what Lu Zihao said in the restaurant, her face suddenly darkened.

"Lu Zihao, you wait for me."

Zheng Xiaoying said, pulled up the curtain on the mirror with one hand, and closed the curtain with a "brush" sound, covering the mirror.

She turned around and picked up the phone she had thrown on the bed and saw Dr. Chan's reply.

"Dr. Zheng, you weren't going to treat your friend a few days ago, how do you ask these questions today?"

"I'd like to know more."

Zheng Xiaoying deliberately sent a pitiful expression.

She won't tell others about Lu Zihao's deception to her, it's too embarrassing!

Dr Chan replied to her quickly.

"Dr. Zheng, these things are hard to say, everyone's situation is different. Some people experience dysfunction after experiencing some sudden shocks, and some are due to medications. But these drugs are very damaging to the body, and improper dosage can lead to permanent damage. ”

Scare? When Zheng Xiaoying saw Dr. Chen's reply, a flash of inspiration flashed through her head.

She thanked Dr. Chan again and again, packed up her things and went to Lu Zihao's house.

Zheng Xiaoying checked all the rooms, and after making sure that Lu Zihao had not returned, she walked into the kitchen and saw some Chinese medicinal herbs soaking next to the washbasin.

This is the male decoction she copied back from Dr. Chen, and she originally planned to make soup for Lu Zihao tonight, but now it is still waived!

Zheng Xiaoying hummed lightly and poured out the water for soaking the medicinal herbs, took out the remaining medicinal materials from the refrigerator, rinsed them briefly, and put them in the soup pot to cook together, increasing the weight.

Dr. Chan told her that this decoction has a good adjuvant therapeutic effect for men with sexual dysfunction, but for men who are completely healthy, this decoction has another effect.

"You're going to lie to me?"

Zheng Xiaoying snorted and laughed twice, and poured the rest of the medicinal herbs into it.

Seeing that Lu Zihao hadn't come back yet, she prepared the meal as if nothing had happened.

Temporarily found that there was no cooking wine in the kitchen, Zheng Xiaoying had to look for it from the next room.

Lu Zihao's part-time worker bought a lot of things in the department store and supermarket some time ago, and because the kitchen couldn't fit it, Lu Zihao used one of the rooms as a utility room and asked the part-time worker to move all the things in.

"It's supposed to be this bottle, right?"

Zheng Xiaoying pushed open the door and saw many bottles of seasonings on the desk, including a bottle of yellow stuff on the bookshelf.

She took a look at it, and there was a word "wine" on the bottle, and when she unscrewed the stopper, she could smell a smell of alcohol.

"Cooking wine doesn't look like this, does it?"

Zheng Xiaoying took a cup, poured some wine and took a small sip, the tip of her tongue rippled with a strong smell of alcohol, and a very strong smell of medicinal herbs.

"Is it Chinese herbal wine?"

Zheng Xiaoying lifted the bottle, studied it left and right, and didn't see any clues, so she had to put the things back.

After rummaging around the room a few times, she finally found the cooking wine in the box in the corner.

"Why is my back so hot?"

Zheng Xiaoying was stir-frying, and suddenly felt a heat on her back, which made her skin painful.

She took a light breath and quickly grabbed her back, quickly smoothing out the heat.

Maybe it's too hot in the kitchen.

Zheng Xiaoying took a look at the fumes in the kitchen, smacked her lips in disgust, and quickly packed the dishes in the pot and went to the balcony to breathe.

She doesn't have to cook by herself at home, but now she has to help Lu Zihao cook.

"Bastard, you'll have a good time when you come back!"

Thinking of Lu Zihao's stinky face, Zheng Xiaoying immediately felt hot again, and went back to the house and drank a few sips of cold water to calm down.

When Lu Zihao was about to come back, she brought out the boiled soup, and the bitter smell of Chinese medicine permeated the room, and the soup was as black as ink.

Zheng Xiaoying was choked and coughed lightly twice, and made a small bowl and put it on the table for Lu Zihao to drink.

Dr. Chan said that if you increase the amount of soup, the effect of the soup will also increase.

At this moment, the sound of the door opening was heard.

It's Lu Zihao who is back!

Zheng Xiaoying immediately looked over, only to see that the door was pushed open, a big wheat-colored hand was held on the doorknob, the five fingers were slender and beautiful, and the nails were meticulously trimmed.

As the door was pushed open, a figure in a black coat appeared in her sight.

The zipper of the jacket was pulled up to the chest, and it hung casually over the shoulders, revealing the white shirt underneath.

Looking a little further, Zheng Xiaoying unexpectedly saw a shallow shoulder socket on his shoulder, which was concave with the movement of his raised hand.

"You're back?"

Zheng Xiaoying looked at Lu Zihao's face unnaturally, but found that Lu Zihao was looking straight over, and his deep eyes seemed to want to eat her.

"How did you change your clothes?"

Probably awakened by her voice, Lu Zihao suddenly came back to his senses, his gaze drifting left and right.

"I didn't change my clothes."

When Zheng Xiaoying heard this, she hurriedly looked at the dress on her body, in case Lu Zihao found out about her plan.

Just now she was busy in the kitchen, and she casually put the apron that the hourly worker had washed on her body.

The apron is light blue and looks like a woman of a good family, and there is a small pocket in the front that she puts her chopsticks in.

"Is there a problem with me wearing this apron?"

Zheng Xiaoying glanced at Lu Zihao, saw that he seemed to be a little dazed, and couldn't help but look at the cabinet next to him.

There was a glass door on the cabinet that reflected her slender figure.

Zheng Xiaoying turned around, facing the glass door, and her hands naturally rested on the pockets of her apron. The skirt was just over her knees, making her calves look more slender.

She also tied her hair up, which looked like a young woman washing vegetables and cooking at home, waiting for her husband to get off work.

Girlish? Zheng Xiaoying was so disgusted by her own thoughts that she shuddered, she was really crazy, she didn't do these things!

"You look good in this way."

She was about to turn around when Lu Zihao suddenly walked behind her, and a slightly hoarse male voice fell overhead.

Lu Zihao was much taller than her, she barely reached Lu Zihao's chest, and she had to raise her head to see Lu Zihao's face.

Suddenly, Zheng Xiaoying's mind moved slightly, and she stretched out her hand to pull Lu Zihao, "I made soup for you." ”

When her hand grabbed Lu Zihao, Lu Zihao reacted greatly and took a step back, looking down at the woman standing in front of her, sweat oozing from her plain white face, and she could almost see the fine fluff on her face.

"Are you hot?"

Lu Zihao swallowed his mouth and thought, his body had already reacted.

"It's a little hot, I'll just rest for a while."

Zheng Xiaoying glanced at his fierce appearance, and scolded the scum in her heart, but on the surface, she arranged the meal smoothly, took off her apron and sat opposite Lu Zihao.

When she took off her apron, Lu Zihao kept staring at her.

When she looked over, Lu Zihao held the soup bowl casually, and was choked after taking a sip.

"What is this, so bitter!" Lu Zihao immediately picked up the water cup and drank the water directly before he gave up.

Zheng Xiaoying glanced at his movements, and secretly cursed in her heart that as a man, she was so afraid of hardship.

She rubbed her nose, and while Lu Zihao didn't find it, she frowned lightly and said bitterly, "This is the soup I got back from an old Chinese medicine doctor who I have known for a long time." I owe him a favor for this Tomp.

She sighed tiredly, "Maybe this bowl of soup is not delicious, but it will be very helpful to your body, so you can drink half a bowl." ”

Zheng Xiaoying looked at the soup bowl next to Lu Zihao, and made concessions helplessly and heartache.

"Since it's good, then I'll drink a few bowls."

Lu Zihao glanced at her a few times, and the expression on his face changed subtly.

Without waiting for Zheng Xiaoying to see clearly, Lu Zihao took the initiative to pick up the soup bowl and drank all the soup.

"You ......"

Lu Zihao opened his mouth to talk to her, but his face changed suddenly, and after swallowing a few times, he finally couldn't help but walk briskly to the bathroom.

"Are you alright?"

Zheng Xiaoying asked with concern, and after making sure that Lu Zihao had walked into the bathroom, she picked up a glass of water and took a sip.

Deserve!

"Why is it so hot?"

Zheng Xiaoying pulled the collar of her clothes, turned her head and saw that the air conditioner was facing her, and her arms were blown goosebumps by the cold wind, but her body was still very hot.

This heat is not superficial heat, but comes from the body.

What has she eaten?

Zheng Xiaoying stood up and walked under the air conditioner, ripped off the collar of her shirt and let the cold wind pour in, recalling what happened today by the way.

Breakfast and lunch are normal, and the small snacks she keeps in the office are also eaten regularly, so there are no problems.

Could it be that there is something wrong with the bottle of wine in Lu Zihao's house?

Zheng Xiaoying looked suspiciously at the side of the utility room, and before she could walk over to check, the door of the bathroom was pushed open with a "bang".

She hurriedly looked over, and at a glance, she saw Lu Zihao striding over with a dark and handsome face.

His bangs were wet for some reason, and they were pushed to his head, and drops of water ran down his broad forehead to the center of his tightly wrinkled brows.