Ai Qiaoqiao added some water to the pot, poured in the oil soup at the bottom of the bowl when making water without scallion oil chicken at night, then added green onion and ginger, and finally picked a few pieces of chicken into the pot.

After boiling water, she fished out the chicken, tore it into shreds, and poured out the soup from the pot and put it in the basin for the time being.

Ye Liyan stood at the door of the kitchen with his shoulders crossed, still wearing a brocade robe, and the belt around his waist was scattered, revealing the moon-white satin midcoat inside.

Ai Qiaoqiao lowered her head and was busy, but behind her was like a man.

She didn't have to look back to guess that the doctor must be watching her.

After sautéing the shredded green onions and carrots in the pan, she added some soaked wild mushrooms.

This was the last time she came back with Zhang Wucai, when she dried the extra and put it away.

After stir-frying the aroma, she poured the hot soup back into the pot and moved the dough neatly.

Ye Liyan watched the soft dough change in her hand, and in a few moments she cut the slender strands of dough from under her knife.

The heat in the pot rose and enveloped her like a veil, moistening her lips and glowing pink under the oil lamp.

The eyes of the night gradually turned into a bottomless abyss.

The emotions that he had been trying to control these days were all disrupted at once.

After the soup in the pot boiled, Ai Qiaoqiao put the cut noodles into the pot, and after cooking, put in the shredded chicken and coriander.

A steaming bowl of shredded chicken noodles is served.

Ye Liyan pursed his lips slightly, and there seemed to be an inexplicable smile on his face: "Do you want me to eat here?" ”

Ai Qiaoqiao was stunned and put the noodles into the tray, "I'll help you bring it to the East House." ”

How could it be possible to eat in the kitchen as a night leaver.

Ai Qiaoqiao sent the noodles to the East House.

"Would you like to eat some too?" The night is gone.

Ai Qiaoqiao thought about it, and it happened that there was still some left in the pot, so she simply served it together and took it to the east house.

Hot shredded chicken noodles with golden oil flowers floating on the soup noodles with an enticing aroma.

Snow-white shredded chicken, emerald green coriander, tender wild mushrooms and thin shredded carrots float in the soup.

Ye Liyan picked up his chopsticks and picked up his face, and was instantly shrouded in the lingering heat.

Ai Qiaoqiao leaned in front of the bowl but didn't eat, but stared at the night with blank eyes.

"Let's try it, is it delicious?" She was smiling and her eyes were full of anticipation.

The night is inexplicably warm in my heart.

All she hoped for was a compliment from him after he had eaten the noodles, and even if he nodded, she would be happy for a long time.

Ye Liyan lowered his eyes and ate the noodles into his mouth.

The noodles are very chewy, and they are refreshing and smooth to eat, making people want to stop.

Ye Liyu drank another sip of soup.

The thick chicken soup is mixed with the special fragrance of wild mushrooms, and the smell is even more fragrant.

I didn't say it was delicious at night, but I didn't even raise my head when I ate.

Ai Qiaoqiao laughed out loud.

It was a contented laugh that tickled the night away.

The two of them each ate a large bowl of noodles opposite each other, and there was not even any soup left in the pot.

Ai Qiaoqiao got up to clean up the dishes and chopsticks, and leaned on the couch at night and squinted at her slightly.

As soon as the stomach was eaten, the whole person looked very lazy.

"I'm not in a hurry to sleep when I'm full, and you'll come to me in a while." Ye Liwu commanded.

Ai Qiaoqiao couldn't think of anything else going on, but she didn't want to go back to the house either, and goosebumps rose on her back at the thought of the strange noise and the yin wind.

After tidying up the kitchen, Ai Qiaoqiao came to the East House slowly.

The house was lit with candles.

Ye Liwu used the candles he brought himself, unlike Ai Qiaoqiao, who used oil lamps here.

On the candlestick, five candles illuminate the whole room.

Seeing the light, Ai Qiaoqiao's heart was a lot more steady.

"Stand at the door and come in." Ye Liyu said lightly.

Ai Qiaoqiao stepped into the door, only to see Ye Liyan holding a medical book in one hand and pointing to a coat beside him.

"Do you know how to sew?" Ye Li asked without raising his head.

"Yes." Although she is not good at needlework, she has also learned some from Lan.

"There are some open threads on the sleeves, can you help me sew them?"

There was something to do, Ai Qiaoqiao gradually relaxed and looked for needlework.

Fortunately, the candlelight in the room was very bright, and she didn't have any difficulty at all, and quickly sewed her sleeves.

Ye Liyan turned the pages of the book, and also untied the bracer of his right hand, and stabbed it on the head with a silver needle from time to time.

He seemed to have completely forgotten that she existed.

Ai Qiaoqiao thought that it was better to leave here, but she didn't dare to disturb him without permission, and gradually she was a little sleepy, and her head was little by little.

Finally, the body slid violently.

But she didn't fall to the ground.

Ye Lixian gently caught her.

Ai Qiaoqiao's body moved, and without even opening her eyes, she continued to sleep.

Ye Liyan lifted her up with his arms, put her on his couch, pulled the quilt over her body, and extinguished four of the five candles on the table.

In this way, even if Ai Qiaoqiao wakes up suddenly, he will not feel uneasy because of the darkness.

Ai Qiaoqiao is used to waking up early.

She would wake up naturally as soon as the birds outside called, no matter how late she slept at night.

When she opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was a purple brocade robe, placed next to her pillow.

Hey, that's not ...... The clothes that leave the night?

She sat up and suddenly realized that the quilt she was wearing was not her own.

Turning her head, she was surprised to see Ye Liyan leaning on a long pillow, his head hanging to one side, his long hair scattered like a waterfall, like a river flowing down, because he was close, she could smell the faint fragrance of medicine on his body.

Ahh......hhh How could she sleep here!

Holding her head, she thought desperately.

She sewed his sleeves for him last night and ...... Then he fell asleep in the chair.

So he got himself on the couch?

She quietly got up and got off the bed.

The night was deep from sleep, and he still held the medical book in his left hand.

Ai Qiaoqiao pulled over the quilt she had just covered, lightly covered Yeli on her body, and then pulled out the medical book in his hand, closed the page and put it on the table.

It wasn't until she closed the door and the footsteps faded away that Ye Liyu slowly opened her eyes, her face was still indifferent, but the smile in the depths of her eyes couldn't be hidden.

After breakfast, Ai Qiaoqiao found an opportunity to accompany the Lan family to the garden to serve the vegetables they planted, and she followed Ye Liyu to the outer house.

Ye Liyan raised his hand and rubbed it carefully on the wall for a while.

"Stand back." He commanded.

Ai Qiaoqiao immediately stepped back.

I saw Ye Liyan standing still, putting his left hand against the wall, his breath stagnated, and suddenly he let out a low voice, and an invisible breath burst out of his palm, and in an instant, the opposite wall was shattered by him.

Ai Qiaoqiao was stunned and watched a big hole appear behind the wall, and the deep hole was whirring in the cold wind, and from time to time there was a strange sound of "woo".