As soon as Ye Lao returned to Han's house, Mrs. Han immediately asked for guilt, no, she was holding a bowl of 'chicken soup' full of special smells, and she asked for warmth.

"Lonely, why didn't you tell me that you were going to the shareholders' meeting! If I hadn't seen it on TV, I'm afraid I would still be in the dark by you! ”

Mrs. Han held a bowl of 'chicken soup' in her hand, ran to Ye Lone, pouted, and knew that she was unhappy from her complaining little eyes.

Ahem, this, she can explain it!

What she thought was that once she had to do that thing, she would have to succeed.

However, if she had told her grandmother in advance from the beginning, she would definitely not let herself do that because she was worried about herself!

Ye Lone's red lips activated, and she was about to speak, but before the words came out, Mrs. Han continued to mumble.

"Tell me, how troublesome and brain-hurting it is for you to deal with those white bone spirits who specialize in sucking people's blood alone, what if you are upset because of this matter? So, how tired you are now! It is necessary to drink more chicken soup to replenish the body! ”

However, in Mrs. Han's simple words, the meaning of concern is vividly expressed.

Ye Lao took the bowl steadily, the chicken soup flavor was 'ten miles fragrant', and it rubbed into his nostrils, and the hand that was about to hold Mrs. Han was instantly hit by electricity, and she trembled up and down.

The smile on Ye Lao's face froze, and when he looked down, he saw the bowl of black and swarthy 'chicken soup': !!

He swallowed hard in his throat.

What the heck? She now fully suspects that this is not a soup made from chicken...... This is a soup made from?!

The same black, the same sticky lump, the same ...... Stinking!

I'm sad, but I still have to keep smiling.

Ye Lone's stiff face moved, replied with a smile, and changed the topic unconsciously: "Grandma, I'm not tired, I'm really not tired, you said it, those people are white bone spirits, could it be that I, a flying and omnipotent Monkey King, can't deal with these little flies?" ”

As soon as Ye Lone's words emphasizing that she was not tired fell, Mrs. Han was amused and laughed.

After laughing a few times, Mrs. Han caught a glimpse of the unturned chicken soup, hurriedly grabbed Ye Lone's arm, and walked straight to the coffee table as if rain or shine.

Ye Lone: ......

GAME OVER！

Changing the subject ended with a failure!

As Mrs. Han walked, she said exactly the same thing as she had said to someone Han.

"Lonely, this chicken soup is added with medicinal materials that specifically replenish the essence and spirit, we can't waste it, you must make up for it!" The body is the capital of the revolution, and if the body collapses, it will not be cost-effective! ”

The corners of Ye Lone's mouth twitched, and he smiled dryly: !!

Actually, she wanted to say...... She's really not tired~

No need to drink, no, chicken soup......

However, Han Lao cared about Ye Lao eagerly, and as soon as she sat on the sofa, Mrs. Han saw Ye Lao holding the bowl full of chicken soup in her hand.

There was not the slightest sign of a move.

So, Mrs. Han gritted her teeth, directly grabbed the bowl, picked up the spoon inside, filled a spoonful of viscous 'chicken soup', blew it for a while, and then sent it to Ye Lone's mouth, "Come, lonely, ah~"

Like a child.

Ye Lao opened his mouth wide, moved, no, he laughed sadly and burst into tears: "Ah~"

The little woman can bend and stretch, isn't it just eating a bowl of? After she finished taking a shower, she was covered with perfume, and she was a hero again!

Well! Ye Lonely is the best! Ye Lonely is the most fragrant!

But, it smells so bad, it smells so bad that she wants to throw up......

Ye Lonely endured it and suppressed himself. However, before the swarthy spoon touched her lips, a violent feeling of nausea hit her throat.

"Hmm-" Ye Lao covered his mouth, pulled out his legs, and hurriedly ran to the bathroom closest to the living room.

"What's wrong? Lonely, what's wrong with you? Mrs. Han hurriedly put down the 'chicken soup' in her hand and hurriedly ran to the bathroom.

The purpose is that Ye Lonely was lying on the toilet with an uncomfortable face and vomiting sour water.

"Gross! Vomit-" Ye Lone's face turned pale with vomiting.

Old Mrs. Han immediately leaned over, hurriedly followed Ye Lone's back, and asked distressedly: "Lonely, lonely my little baby, have you eaten something bad?" ”

Ye Lao finally stopped throwing up, and shook his head in prostration.

Didn't eat anything bad? So this ......

Suddenly, an incredible, unbelievable thought fell on Mrs. Han's head!