"Tsk, boss, for the sake of my sister-in-law, have you washed your hands and made soup?"

The south side leaned against the doorway, watching the man busy with an interesting look.

"If you want to eat, shut up!"

In the cold weather, he didn't look back, and the flame was boiling the sugar water.

The smell of ginger water was thick in the air, and the south side was almost choked.

"Boss, you've put too much ginger here." Nanfang shuddered, and could only admire that Xia Solstice could drink.

"Isn't this one to ward off the cold?"

Leng Tian turned his head to look at him, his eyebrows furrowed.

"It's a cold ward, yes, but it doesn't need to be so much, it's going to be very spicy!"

Southside wrinkled his nose.

Leng Tian looked at the pot, added a little more water to it, and a large pot boiled out.

He simply took the pot back to the bedroom.

Nanfang shook his head, he didn't care if he had a wife and brothers.

"Uncle Yi, what delicious food did you cook?" He went into the kitchen to see what the old butler had prepared.

"Nan Shao, the smell of oil smoke here is relatively strong, you better go out!"

The old butler chased him away with a smile.

Nan looked around and wondered, "What about Fu Ma and Xiao Baozi?" ”

He came here for a while and didn't see anyone, so it couldn't be that he ran to hide, right?

Leng Yicheng, who was in Haicheng, sneezed, blinked his eyes, and muttered in a low voice, "It can't be that Mommy misses me, right?" ”

"Mommy?" The old lady, who was playing with her little great-grandson, heard the words of the little guy with the tip of her ear and looked at him in wonder.

Hasn't the child's mother been found yet?

Leng Yicheng hurriedly covered his little mouth, his eyes slammed into each other, oops, he said that he had leaked his mouth.

"Grandma, you must have heard it wrong, I just said, Mom, it can't be that Daddy misses me, right?"

Seeing the little guy's eyes turning ghostly, the old lady smiled from ear to ear, thinking that she had misheard.

pinched his little nose dotingly, "Who taught you to talk like this, call your daddy if you miss it." ”

"Uh-huh, grandma, my mobile phone was left in the room, I went to the room to call Daddy, I don't know if he has eaten!"

"Okay, go ahead, I'm not allowed to listen to my father's whispers." The old lady snorted and motioned for Mother Fu to follow.

Fu's mother hurriedly followed Leng Yicheng and took him upstairs to get his mobile phone.

"Grandma Fu, I didn't show my stuff just now, did I?"

He asked in a low voice, and Fu Ma shook her head amusedly, "No." ”

"Hmm!" Leng Yicheng nodded heavily, let Fu Ma guard at the door, and he went back to the room to call.

Seeing a pot of ginger syrup boiled in the cold weather, Xia Zhi couldn't cry or laugh, if it weren't for her stomach discomfort, she would definitely have to tease a few men.

A bowl was served in the cold weather, and when it was cooler, he helped her sit up and fed her to drink.

The warm current flowed into her body, dispelling a lot of cold, and she felt a lot better this time.

"Give me another bowl!"

She leaned against the head of the bed, a sickly expression.

I filled her another bowl in the cold weather, and was about to feed her when the mobile phone in my pocket rang.

"Your phone rings, I'll drink it myself!"

Xia Zhi took the bowl and wanted to drink it by herself, but she still fed her in the cold weather, ignoring her mobile phone, "Slow down!" ”

"Are you feeling better?"

He wiped the water stains from the corners of her mouth, and Xia Zhi was ashamed, "Hmm! ”

She nodded, smiling reluctantly.

"Would you like another bowl?"

The cold weather tucked the soaked strands of hair from her cheeks back behind her ears.

Xia Zhi saw that there was not much left, and responded in a low voice.

Turn around and pour out the remaining ginger syrup.

The phone in my pocket stopped ringing for a moment and rang again.