"What do you think about the blue thing?" Eleven leaned back into the man's arms, put his hands on his big hands, and asked softly, "Believe it or not?" ”

"The loyalty of the dark blue, the husband has never doubted, of course, I also believe in you." Ye Junchen said, "I saw you talking to him just now, and the misunderstanding will definitely be resolved in the near future." ”

"I hope so." Eleven turned around and hugged his waist tightly, smelling a faint mint smell that made her restless heart settle down.

If Styx could choose to stay and help Ah Ye, she would definitely keep him alive, and if not, she would take action against him.

Ye Junchen had just woken up, and his body was still weak, so he could only eat some porridge in the room, so he didn't go to the cafeteria to eat with the other catchers.

Another lesson from the past, the porridge at night was made by Hanyue himself, although it was not very delicious, it could be settled.

Eleven bit the spoon, it was difficult to swallow, his eyes were blank, and the whole face was written with four big words.

Hanyue stood aside, looking at Madame's expression, her face full of embarrassment.

Anyway, he also made these dishes to raise Han Xing, so it won't be so unpalatable.

"Cold moon, go to Zuixianglou to buy a roast chicken and come back." Ye Junchen looked at the little woman's expression, reached out and rubbed her hair, and commanded softly, "By the way, buy some more snacks and come back." ”

When Eleven heard the word roast chicken, his godless eyes suddenly lit up, and the corners of his mouth raised a bright smile, as if an innocent child had been rewarded.

"Cold Moon, buy another sauce-flavored pig's trotter." Eleven couldn't help but urge, "Hurry up." ”

Hanyue nodded, and left the room with her hands clenched into fists.

"Ah Ye, this is the ...... I've eaten"

Seeing Ye Junchen put her porridge bowl in front of him, he took a sip of porridge with a spoon, opened his eyes wide, and hurriedly stopped it.

"It's not good to be wasteful, especially since we are husband and wife." Ye Junchen smiled indifferently, "Since you don't like to drink porridge, why do you want to eat with you?" ”

"I'm afraid you're too lonely to eat alone, so I want to accompany you." Eleven held his cheeks with both hands, looking at the man's elegant movements, he couldn't help but feel, and pouted, "I just didn't expect that this porridge is too unpalatable." ”

It's not that she's picky.

In the Yin Si can only eat incense.

Now that she can eat delicious food by resurrecting the corpse, she naturally wants to eat a lot of food, and the stronger the taste, the more delicious she feels.

There are too many light porridges, not even salt, there is no taste in the mouth, I just feel slimy, it is better to eat incense candles.

In less than a stick of incense, Han Yue came back with light skills, and as soon as he entered the house, Eleven was attracted by the fragrance of roast chicken and sauce-flavored pig's trotters, swallowed his saliva, and hurriedly stepped forward to grab the things in Han Yue's arms.

As soon as he pulled a roast chicken leg from the brown paper, he stuffed it into his mouth.

Han Yue looked at the lady who ate without an image, the corners of her mouth, all five fingers were stained with oil, the corners of her mouth couldn't help twitching, and she subconsciously moved her eyes to the master.

The master looked at the lady's indecent appearance, and he was not angry, but his face was full of spoiling.

Is it really in the eyes of a lover?

Anyway, he can't appreciate a woman who eats like this.

It's just that......

Why do you think this roast chicken is very, very delicious when you see your wife eating it like this?

Han Yue tilted her head slightly, and couldn't help but lick the corners of her mouth in a place where the two masters couldn't see.

After a while, when the master sleeps, he will also buy one to eat and satisfy his hunger.