Ye Junmo looked at Song Ci suspiciously, not understanding what Song Ci meant.

"You don't have to cook." Ye Junmo said lightly, can't the Song family afford to hire a chef?

“…… If you don't do it, I won't do it either, then we will be together in the future, drinking the northwest wind? Eating takeout every day? Song Ci said.

Ye Junmo: "......"

Together in the future......

Who said she would be with him?

He was thinking too far.

Ye Jun didn't ignore Song Ci, and during these days, she also discovered that Song Ci was ...... The more you deal with him, the more energetic he becomes...... Of course, you ignore him, he is also very energetic alone.

Song Ci looked at Ye Junmo's hand, which was white and delicate, slender and slender...... Like a woman, it feels as tender as a woman.

If you think about it, it seems a pity that such a pair of hands become rough because of washing clothes and cooking.

Song Ci looked at his hand again, although he hadn't done any rough work since he was a child...... But his hands were still much rougher than Ye Junmo's.

Don't...... Do you want to learn to cook yourself?

Song Ci subconsciously imagined it: he was wearing an apron and a chef's hat, circling around the kitchen, smoky and burning......

Song Ci closed his eyes, that picture was really terrible, he didn't want to become a family cook, let alone be covered with the smell of oil smoke.

Never mind.

Later...... Let's ask a nanny maid to do it.

But...... It's a pity that I can't eat the food he cooks.

Ye Junmo looked at Song Ci, and he didn't know what Song Ci was thinking there alone.

"I'm going to buy food." Ye Junmo said.

Song Ci nodded.

Ye Junmo went to buy food.

As soon as he walked on his front feet, he walked on his feet, and the king of the Mingjiang Dynasty came to see him with fruit gifts and flowers.

Song Ci looked at these people, rolled his eyes, and now ...... He didn't welcome them at all.

to disturb the two-person world of him and Ye Junmo.

Today, I said that I was hospitalized in the group...... However, he didn't say which hospital he was staying in? How do these people know?

"How do you know I'm here?" Song Ci frowned and asked.

Ming Jiang smiled and said: "In Hangzhou, if you want to check the whereabouts of your dignified Master Song, it's not easy to check?" ”

Song Ci frowned and glared at Ming Jiang: "You investigate me." ”

"No, we care about you." Mingjiang said: "You only said that you were hospitalized, and you didn't say which hospital you were hospitalized in, and you didn't say why you were hospitalized, we were worried about you." So, I checked it out. ”

"Okay, now that I see it, I'm fine, you guys can get out." Song Ci said impatiently.

Ming Jiang looked at Song Ci curiously: "Song Ci, something is wrong with you." ”

Song Ci: "...... What's wrong with the master? ”

"We kindly came to see you, and before we sat down and drank a sip of water, you were going to let us go? Why were you hospitalized? Ming Jiang asked.

Song Ci: "......"

Why was he hospitalized?

What does this make him say?

“…… Accidentally fell. Song Ci said.

"Fell?" Everyone looked at Song Ci suspiciously: "If it is a wrestling hospitalization, it is a miserable fall, let's see, where did it fall?" ”

Wang Chao lifted the quilt and looked at Song Ci's dignified feet.

Dynasty: "The feet are good. ”

Qin Song: "Hands are also good. ”

Tang Yanqi: "The face is also good. ”

"So...... Where the hell did you fall? ”

Song Ci: "...... Where did you care where did you fall? ”