"As long as I scratch you and hold your wound in my hand, I can suck your blood dry, aren't you afraid?"

Jiang Mocheng propped his chin and looked at her lazily and casually: "Are you willing?" ”

"Do I have a deep friendship with you?" What is there to give up?

"If my flesh and blood can make you stronger, and for you to live a safe life, my death is worth it." The corners of Jiang Mocheng's lips rose slightly, and he looked at the girl next to him with a smile in his eyes.

When Li Xiaoting heard this, her heart hit like a deer.

When he said this, his expression was not serious enough, but his eyes were very sincere.

She didn't dare to look him in the eye, so she had to get up and take the lid of the pot and turn over the duck in the pot.

"It smells so good." Jiang Mocheng stretched his neck to look at the duck in the pot, which was about to turn golden, and his eyes flashed: "Xiaoting, you really know how to cook." ”

Li Xiaoting ignored him, flipped the duck and put it on the lid to continue baking.

She went to work on something else, picked toons, and she wanted to make a toon omelette.

She took the toon to the well to scoop water to wash, and before her hand touched the water, a figure quickly flashed over and grabbed her hand.

Li Xiaoting turned her head and looked over: "What are you doing?" ”

Jiang Mocheng frowned: "I'll wash it!" You don't touch cold water! ”

His tone was a little heavy, and Li Xiaoting looked at him suspiciously: "I can touch cold water." ”

Li Zhoumu and Li Huiting, who were eating candy in the hall, heard the sound and walked out.

I heard Jiang Mocheng criticizing Li Xiaoting while washing vegetables: "In the future, wear rubber gloves when washing vegetables, wash dishes and clothes, boil water to wash, what cold water do you touch on a cold day?" ”

"I don't feel cold when I touch cold water."

Jiang Mocheng turned his head and glared at her: "Your body is mine, take good care of it for me, I don't allow you to be cold and weak!" ”

"My Body ......"

"The duck in the pot is going to burn." Jiang Mocheng reminded coolly.

Li Xiaoting smelled it, and sure enough, she smelled a burnt smell, and she rushed into the stove room.

After a while, her scolding voice came out: "Jiang Mocheng, why did I let you burn so much?" Ah, my baked duck. ”

Hearing her scolding, Jiang Mocheng felt a sense of happiness that he was scolded by his daughter-in-law, and he sneered.

Li Zhoumu walked behind him with a cane and looked at him: "What did you just say?" ”

"Xiaoting is a girl, she should not touch cold water in winter, it is easy for cold air to invade her body." His mother was unable to have children because she had been married for many years, because she didn't pay attention to being invaded by the cold when she was young, and the reason why she was able to give birth to him and Jiang Youmei was because she drank a lot of medicine to recuperate.

Up to now, my mother's body is still very weak, not as energetic as other women, and she is still a medicine jar, and she has to fry ten and eight soups every month to drink.

"You care so much about Xiaoting, I'm happy for her, but you and her have already ...... before you get married" is really hard to say.

"Already, what?" Jiang Mocheng asked puzzled.

"You just said that her body is yours. Have you ...... already?"

"Nope!" Jiang Mocheng is a measured person, this kind of thing must not be joked.

He washed the toon, got up with the vegetable basket, looked at Li Zhoumu seriously and said, "Grandpa, Xiaoting and I are simple objects, I respect her very much, before I get married, I will not cross that line with her." But we will get married in the future, and her person will be mine, and I must supervise her to take good care of her body! ”

When Li Zhoumu heard this, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and felt a little more appreciation in his heart: "Good posterity!" ”