Early the next morning, Helan Hibiscus got up early in the morning.

When she went downstairs, she yawned, rolled up her sleeves in boredom, and saw a video, she ran into the kitchen on a whim, and her eyes lit up, and she showed off her skills.

"Mr. Qiao, come and try my craft." Helan Jin tossed for two hours, smelled the rich fragrance, and was about to drink a bowl of soup, when she saw Qiao Hanye going downstairs, she beckoned to him.

Qiao Hanye looked at her with a ball on her head, wearing a loose sweatshirt, casual but full of vitality.

"You did it?" Qiao Hanye looked at the soup and asked, Helan Jin held his chin, pushed the bowl in front of him, and said, "My He family's ancestral secret recipe, drink it to ensure that you will never forget it." ”

Qiao Hanye glanced at her suspiciously, took the soup and drank it in one gulp, and his face changed.

After drinking a bowl of soup, his whole body was scorching, like a flood of power, the man's majestic wind was aroused, his handsome face instantly sank slightly, and he looked at the pot under his eyes, a pot of precious medicinal materials.

"How?" Helan Jin watched his face change, and reached out to hold the bowl to taste it.

Seeing this, Qiao Hanye reached out and held her hand, snatched the bowl she was holding, pursed his lips and drank it all, and said in a deep voice, "Well, it's good." ”

"Leave some for me." Helan Jin's mobile phone rang, and when she went to answer the phone, she didn't forget to turn around and tell him, this was the first time she had boiled soup, how could she cheapen him for nothing?

Seeing her turn around and walk out, Qiao Hanye took the soup and stuffed it into Han Beicheng's arms, saying, "Solve it." ”

"Master, this." Han Beicheng was depressed, but he still went upstairs with the whole pot and stole it.

Qiao Han's body was scorching uncomfortably, two bowls of Zhuang /\/ Yang soup were in his stomach, and every cell in his body was shouting, as if he was going to sow the spring of March in the winter when everything was dry in the next second.

After answering the phone, Helan turned around and turned back.

I saw that the hall was empty, and there was no one there.

In addition to the TV is still playing, there is almost no sound, she holds the remote control, ready to turn off the TV, but heard the host say: "Okay, today the soup method of Zhuang \/\/Yang \/\/ Yin has ended, I hope to help the unfortunate families who have impotence/impotence and premature ejaculation at home, if there is no problem in this regard, please do not try, otherwise you will bear the consequences." ”

"Poof." Helan Hibiscus shook it, and the water she had just drunk squirted out.

Dare to love her on a whim in the morning, follow the TV to learn to make a soup, and even make an oolong.

"Mr. Joe." Helan Jin threw away the remote control, ran upstairs, pushed the door into his bedroom, heard the sound of running water in the bathroom, she stood far away, pulled her throat and asked, "Are you okay?" ”

Qiao Han was in the bathroom at night, taking a cold shower, lowering the hot fire, and was about to get dressed.

Hearing her beautiful voice outside the door, she broke her work in a second.

"Damn woman." Qiao Hanye threw away his clothes and stood in front of the sprinkler, letting the cold water pour on his body, the air seemed to be filled with her breath, making the fire in his body burn more and more.

Helan Jinhu was suspicious, raised her feet and walked to the bathroom door, reached out and knocked on the door.

"Mr. Joe." Helan Jin knocked on the door in fear, afraid of killing people.

The glass door opened, Qiao Hanye stood in front of her with a bath towel wrapped around his waist, and the water droplets slid down his strong muscles, like crystal clear pearls, Helan Hibiscus swallowed her saliva.

"This ......," she said, her mouth dry and regretting that she had come knocking on the door.

As she was about to turn around and sneak away, he grabbed her wrists.......