Approaching her, Zhao Xiangling tilted his head to twist his belt: "The national teacher said that the belt is picked, isn't that the case?" ”

With a 'snap', the jade buckle on Li Ruiqing's waist was pulled open by Zhao Xiangling and fell to the ground. His eyes widened, and he forgot everything he had meant to say.

"Isn't that what Lord Zuo said about picking clothes?" Zhao Xiangling raised his hand, brushed Li Ruiqing's collar, and slowly pulled it open, revealing half of the jade color.

The abdomen of his right finger rubbed it, as if he had lit a fire, making Li Ruiqing's skin flush red. His face immediately burned red.

Sitting back half a step, he pulled up his collar and blushed thoroughly: "It's not indecent!" ”

Zhao Xiangling smiled and leaned back, pointed at Li Ruiqing and trembled: "Ruiqing, Ruiqing, who taught you to play hooligan?" When you meet me, you can only be eaten to the bone. ”

"Nonsense." Li Ruiqing's face softened slightly, and he lowered his head to tie his belt, his fingers were slightly stiff, and he couldn't buckle it well after buttoning it several times.

"Let me think about it." Zhao Xiangling propped his head and tapped his index finger on his chin, "Is it Aunt Xia's advice to you?" Tsk, Ruiqing, is this sending you to the wolf's den? ”

"Nonsense." Li Ruiqing fastened his belt and felt that he seemed to have settled down a lot. Sure enough, with a belt is a guarantee, it seems that you can tie another one in your clothes next time.

Zhao Xiangling smiled: "Ruiqing, if you are a sheep, you baat, why do you want to learn from others to be wolves?" Could it be that Wangwang will sound better than blea? ”

Li Ruiqing retorted: "That's a dog, which wolf have you ever heard bark like that?" ”

"What does the wolf howl?" Zhao Xiangling asked with a squint.

"Woohoo." Li Ruiqing replied casually, and finally straightened out his clothes. Looking up, he saw that something seemed wrong.

Zhao Xiangling raised his hand and touched his head, shook his head and said with a smile: "Ruiqing doesn't cry, you are the cutest, your name is Li cute, don't cry or cry, the emperor feeds you fish." ”

Before Li Ruiqing could resist, he saw Zhao Xiangling holding a piece of fish and sending it to him.

So, to eat or not to eat?

Without waiting for Li Ruiqing to think clearly, Zhao Xiangling put the fish fillet into his mouth. in her own mouth.

"Ruiqing, look at it, this is the right thing to do." Zhao Xiangling laughed, almost unable to hold the chopsticks, "You, you, you're just too tender, you want to come to ......"

Before she finished speaking, she was put down, Li Ruiqing lowered her head and swallowed half of the fish from her mouth: "Don't challenge me, Zhao Xiangling." ”

Rolling in his throat and swallowing the half of the fish, Zhao Xiangling choked lightly, and coughed violently: "Rui, Ruiqing, you, you are going to murder me!" ”

She sat up, coughing sharply from the side of her head, unable to utter a complete sentence.

Li Ruiqing stretched out his hand to stroke her back, and scooped a spoonful of soup to her mouth: "Drink it slowly, don't choke again." ”

Zhao Xiangling raised his head and drank a spoonful of soup, and finally got better. She said, "Are you trying to kill me?" ”

I actually grabbed everything I ate, and Zuo Xiang has been very ungraceful recently!

"Murder you, no one will give me fun in the future." Li Ruiqing smiled and scooped a spoonful of soup for her, "Drink it." ”

After speaking, he also scooped a bowl for himself, but not as much as Zhao Xiangling.

In this comparison, Zhao Xiangling found that it seemed that Li Ruiqing had not eaten much since entering the palace.

He was already thin, and his sleeves were empty, and if he lost weight, he should be skinny.

"Ruiqing, don't you like these dishes?" Zhao Xiangling raised his eyes and stared sideways at Li Ruiqing.

Seeing Li Ruiqing's slight pause, he replied, "No." ”

He really doesn't like to eat these. Zhao Xiangling bowed his head, drank the soup and continued to think about this question.

Speaking of which, the meals are all done by Li Ruiqing himself, and there is no reason why he doesn't like it. For example, I like it very much......

By the way, Ruiqing doesn't like sweets at all.

Zhao Xiangling looked at the table and found that the sweet and sour short ribs were sweet, and the fish fillet was persimmon fish, which was almost sweet. Not to mention other stir-fries and soups.

All the dishes here are her taste, is Li Ruiqing used to eating them? Zhao Xiangling found that he had never thought about this problem.

But what does he like? Biting the chopsticks, Zhao Xiangling thought of this question for the first time. Sweet and sour?

Thinking of the bowl of noodle soup in the past, Zhao Xiangling was stunned. She remembered that Xia Rongyue had complained to her during the Mid-Autumn Festival: Ruiqing didn't cook her favorite spicy dish in the past, and she had no appetite at all, so she had to drink dry wine.

So, does Li Ruiqing like spicy food?

Looking at Li Ruiqing eating silently, Zhao Xiangling thought so. This person has been raised in her Wutong Palace, isn't it because she has mistreated the national teacher when it is spread out?

No, not being able to eat what you like is one of the most painful things in the world.

Zhao Xiangling decided: "Ruiqing, you will cook another meal in the future." ”

Li Ruiqing looked at her in a daze. What kind of demon is this guy going to be?

"I remember that there was a cook who made the best Sichuan cuisine, and your meal will be handed over to her in the future!"

Putting down the chopsticks, Li Ruiqing looked at Zhao Xiangling twice. Does she want to do something on her own?

Seeing that his face was full of doubts, Zhao Xiangling was also puzzled, so he asked, "Why are you looking at me like this?" I won't be poor by you, don't I just add a few more dishes? I don't have to worry about the money, I won't be poor. ”

Li Ruiqing was no longer stunned, but frightened.

If Zhao Xiangling tossed again, he would be used to it, but now she was concerned about herself in such a serious tone...... On the contrary, it made him quite uncomfortable.

"Your Majesty...... You. Li Ruiqing wanted to speak and stopped. If he asked Zhao Xiangling why he suddenly remembered this, would it be too hypocritical? Will it seem like he owes too much?

"What's wrong with me? I can't care about the national teacher, can I? Zhao Xiangling lifted the chopsticks and continued to eat, "I can't be alone, I always make the national teacher hungry, right?" ”

So, she really cares about herself.

Putting his eyes soft, Li Ruiqing lowered his eyebrows and bowed his head, looking at the rice in the bowl and feeling happy. He curled his lips into a faint smile.

Zhao Xiangling watched from the side, and unconsciously bent his lips and smiled. After a while, she realized that something was wrong, and hurriedly lowered her head and took a few mouthfuls of food, but she couldn't hide the curvature of her lips and the joy in her heart.

It turns out that this is like. It turns out that liking can really make the heart as sweet as honey. No, it's as sweet as the color of Li Ruiqing's eyes.

After the meal, the executive reclined on the rattan chair, and Zhao Xiangling flipped out the relevant Letan and read it again. Looking back at Li Ruiqing, who was lying on the desk and writing down important information, she couldn't help but say, "Ruiqing, why is Letan so polite to you?" ”

Zhao Xiangling knew what he must have done. No one would be so nice to a stranger for no reason.

Especially since this stranger is also the left minister of another country.

Letan's special treatment of Li Ruiqing is really unreasonable.

Li Ruiqing didn't raise his head, still bowed his head to make a record: "I released the news before I learned that he came, saying that I have a prescription for treating the epidemic. ”

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