"Senior brother, did you really promise to let Miss Su ...... Oh! No, you asked your fiancée to take care of you? Jing Lan hung her head and asked dejectedly.

At noon, they had already returned to the inn from Wanfeng Gate, and Su Xianghan went into the kitchen as soon as he came back, saying that he wanted to stew some soup for Si Yan to make up for it, and there was no cold as ice and frost as it was rumored to be in the outside world. She is Si Yan's fiancée in front of her, what can Jing Lan say? He could only mumble from time to time in front of Si Yan to express his dissatisfaction.

Si Yan raised his hand and rubbed his forehead, slightly displeased, "Jing Lan, don't show up in front of me if you say it." ”

Originally, the banquet was depressed enough, and Jing Lan was still crying and babbling endlessly, but she wanted to provoke him to say cruel things.

"Don't talk about it." Jing Lan covered her mouth tightly and didn't give a breath of air.

Si Yan closed his eyes and just wanted to rest for a while, but his voice came again in a few seconds.

"It seems that I will have to find a good backer for Senior Sister Lou in the future, otherwise if Senior Brother gets married in the future, no one will be able to protect her, Senior Brother, what do you think of Senior Brother Songhua? I think he is also a little interesting to Lou Qingqing, and his family is not bad, and he will definitely be able to give Senior Sister Lou a thorough experience. ”

The banquet was silent.

"Chu Huai is actually not bad, he looks like a talent, he is awe-inspiring, and when Senior Sister Lou takes revenge, he can achieve a good story." Jing Lan continued.

Si Yan was still silent, but his eyebrows became more and more folded.

"If I can't do it, I have to go to the rivers and lakes to look for it, in case there is a more compatible person......"

"That's enough." Si Yan opened his eyes, his voice was extremely cold, and his eyes were cold, "Jing Lan, don't do these childish things, I will figure out my own affairs, you don't have to use any agitation methods." ”

"Who...... Who said that I used the method of agitation? Jing Lan was so frightened by him that she couldn't speak clearly.

"Go out, you and the two junior brothers will go to squeeze at night." After Si Yan finished speaking, he closed his eyes again.

Obviously, Si Yan was very angry, and he didn't want to see him again tonight.

"Oh!" Jing Lan pursed her lips and got up to leave the room.

"Alas! Senior brother is really unlucky, Senior Sister Lou is so good that she can bear to miss it. Cooking soup and serving closely, it seems that the senior brother really intends to repay Su Xianghan for saving his life by making a promise. Jing Lan complained as she walked.

His voice was not loud or small, just enough for Qu Wanwan, who passed by him, to listen to it.

Cooking soup, serving closely, saving lives, and making promises with your body?

Could it be that Su Xianghan attributed the life-saving thing to himself?

Qu Wanwan stagnated, her eyes couldn't help but look at the two closed doors, and she quickly retracted her gaze and walked forward casually.

Walking and walking, God does not know the ghost. She came to the kitchen door of the inn, and her eyes swept over several kitchen staff and fell on Su Xianghan, who was taking a spoon to try the soup.

She was wearing a long brown dress, and the whole person was cold and inaccessible with a kind of ice, jade, and indifference, which was very mismatched with the smell of fireworks. It's like a fairy falling into the mortal dust, and if you're not careful, you'll be contaminated with turbidity.

Fairy?

The corners of Qu Wanwan's mouth hooked a wicked smile.

What a pity! The fairy met her.

Qu Wanwan walked into the kitchen and walked in the direction of Su Xianghan.

"Alas! It seems like it's almost salt. Su Xianghan turned his head to look for salt.

There was no salt on the table, so she had to ask the chef who was cooking across from her. And at the moment when she turned around, Qu Wanwan raised her hand and poured in the whole bag of salt hidden behind her, and then left calmly.

If you are told to eat, if you can't be killed, you will be killed.

Su Xianghan borrowed some salt and sprinkled it into the soup pot, the faint golden color made the chicken soup look very delicious, and she stirred it well. Satisfied, put the chicken soup into the soup cup, pick up the soup cup and walk out.

"Senior sister, are you done?" As soon as I stepped out of the kitchen door, I met Xiyun who came over.

"Hmm." Su Xianghan rarely showed a little smile.

Xi Yun looked at the soup cup and stretched out her hand, "Senior sister, this thing is weirdly heavy, I'll serve it!" ”

"No, I'll do it myself." Su Xianghan withdrew her hand and let her hand fall into the air.

"Then senior sister, be careful not to hurt yourself." Xi Yun smiled and withdrew her hand.

"You go back first! During this time, I have to work hard, you help me keep vigil at Wanfeng Gate. Su Xianghan stepped forward.

Xiyun stood in place and waved at her with a smile, "Senior sister doesn't need to be polite, it's my third life lucky to have the opportunity to help senior sister." ”

The door was closed, and Su Xianghan raised his hand and knocked on the door, "Brother Si, it's me." ”

When he was young, Si Yan's cool voice sounded, "Come in." ”

Su Xianghan pushed open the door and walked in with the soup cup, she came to the table and put a bowl of chicken soup and walked to the bed and handed it to him, "Brother Si, how about you taste the soup I cooked!" ”

Si Yan glanced at the chicken soup with a light yellow layer of oil, couldn't help frowning, and hesitantly reached out to take it, "Thank you." ”

On the roof, a tile was gently removed, and Qu Wanwan sat on the green tile, looking at the scene in the room with a smile on her face.

Drink! Good soup.

Guaranteed to make you drink it for a lifetime.

The chicken soup was a little hot and he let it cool before drinking it, he didn't have any thoughts about Su Xianghan, and he agreed to drink the chicken soup just to send her away as soon as possible.

So, he lifted the bowl and took a big gulp, but, unexpectedly, the taste in his mouth was not delicious but indescribable, salty to the extreme, and the smell of salt was unbearable.

I can't swallow it, and if I swallow such a heavy salt, I won't be able to save it.

Si Yan didn't have to think much about it and immediately lifted the quilt and got out of bed, walked quickly to the table and knocked on one and spit out all the soup in his mouth, and then poured a few glasses of water, and drank it all in one go.

"Brother Si, what's wrong with you?" Su Xianghan thought that there was something wrong with his soup, and hurriedly ran to ask in a panic.

On the roof, Qu Wanwan smiled so happily.

Let you know people unknowingly, let you misbelieve other people's words, and now let the salty chicken soup of the dead man poison you.

"Miss Su, the chicken soup has been drunk, I want to take a break, please go back!" Si Yan turned and walked to the bed.

"Is it that I don't make it delicious? Let Brother Si dislike it? Su Xianghan lowered his head and cleaned up the soup bowl very aggrieved.

She didn't know why she vomited, but she certainly didn't have the problem of the taste of the chicken soup, which she had stewed no less than ten times and would never taste bad, and she had tasted it before serving it.

Could it be that he doesn't like chicken soup?

Su Xianghan felt that this was a great possibility.

Si Yan didn't speak, because the soup was really hard to drink, but he felt that it would hurt people to say it, so it was better to keep his mouth shut.

"Brother Si is resting, I'll leave first and come to see you later." Su Xianghan also knew the current affairs, and left with a large cup of chicken soup left.

What should I do if I don't know the times? It doesn't necessarily matter how long the dead skin will stay, on the contrary, it may cause greater disgust, so Su Xianghan doesn't want to become this situation. finally seized the opportunity, she must make good use of it, and she will never spoil a big thing because of a few haste efforts.

Su Xianghan returned to his room with the chicken soup, and happened to meet Xiyun along the way, so he didn't want to waste the soup he made himself, so he called her to drink it.

"Senior sister, why do you have so much soup left? Is it because the banquet doesn't like to drink? Xiyun looked at the chicken soup that barely moved, and asked in surprise.

Su Xianghan sat at the window, not in a very good mood, "I forgot that he was seriously injured, and it was not suitable to drink too greasy soup, so I brought it back, and I was going to make some clear soup again." ”

She won't say anything about the soup being vomited.

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