His thin lips opened lightly and he spoke slowly, "This king has something to say to you." ”

Xia Qinghuan was stunned, and as soon as she put down the comb in her hand, her body was turned around by him, and the man's bony fingers lifted her chin, and his eyes looked deeply into her eyes.

"This king wants to eat the porridge you cooked." After a pause, he said, "I made noodles with you." ”

“……”

She laughed angrily, "That's what you want to say to me?" ”

It was so heavy that it scared her to the core, but in the end, she said this.

Quan Moxu's face did not change, and he slowly leaned down and hugged her, "The things you make are priceless, last time it was a hundred taels of gold, this time, this king made you a wish." ”

The force in his hand was tightened, and he held her hard, and the hugging posture made her unable to see the expression in his eyes.

Finally, he added, "You can wish for anything." ”

Xia Qinghuan's eyes shrank suddenly, although he didn't say it explicitly, but what he meant by his words was to let her go?

His heart beat weirdly a few times, and his dull throbbing pain, how serious is his illness, so even what he has always insisted on absolutely not allowing, can he compromise and relax?

Quan Moxu couldn't see her expression at the moment, but noticed her stiff body, lowered his eyes and hooked his lips.

Since leaving can make her so happy, since he is now ......

He frowned, put away all the emotions on his face, pulled the stunned woman up from the stool, took her hand and walked outside.

Xia Qinghuan let him lead, upset, and did not struggle.

It was almost time for dinner, but the people in the dining room disappeared cleanly, as if they were just to make room for them.

Xia Qinghuan licked her lips, "Do you want porridge, or noodles?" ”

She looked at the fresh ingredients neatly arranged on the table, her eyes suddenly hurt, and she said in a ghostly voice: "Actually, I can make a lot of things." ”

Quan Moxu hugged her waist from behind, "Whatever you do, this king will eat." ”

"Then you go farther...... Holding me can't move. ”

"Take your time, don't rush."

Xia Qinghuan took a slight breath, picked out a few vegetables, and chose two pieces of beef and a freshly killed chicken.

was held by him like this and didn't let go, and her every movement seemed very slow, so after the meal was cooked, although there were only two meats, two vegetables and one soup, most of the hours had passed.

Quan Moxu felt that she was exceptionally well-behaved today, like a cat with a smooth hair, and put away her sharp claws.

Probably, because I can leave, I am in a particularly good mood, and I am too lazy to bother with him?

Xia Qinghuan brought all the dishes to the table, gave him another bowl of rice, lowered her head and pulled the hands that were imprisoning her at her waist, "You can let go and eat!" ”

"Yes."

After answering for a long time, I didn't see him really let go.

Xia Qinghuan patted him, and then he let go.

Although her craftsmanship is different from those cooks in the palace, and even the taste of Beijing City is a little different, more Jiangnan, but this difference is ignored by someone Chiguoguo.

Kwon Mo-su even thinks that the things she makes are more delicious than the imperial chefs in the palace.

He lowered his head, and the way he ate was a little more serious than the usual elegance.

After a long while, he put down his chopsticks and looked up at her fixedly, his dark eyes grabbing her eyes for a moment.

"Huan'er, what do you want?"