Bo Yan paused, and his handsome face sank.

Lu Zhao's head hurt a little, his brain was confused, and his eyes were also very confused, and he pulled the corners of his clothes again, and called softly: "Si Yan." ”

Bo Yan's face, gloomy and dripping water, the hand holding the hanging bottle tightened, there were green tendons on the back of the hand, and the cold color under the eyes was even worse, turning his head to look at her, and his voice was so cold that it could freeze people into ice cubes: "Let go." ”

Lu Zhao looked at him ignorantly, his brain was buzzing uncomfortably, and it was even more chaotic.

Bo Yan met her misty eyes and asked her, "Lu Zhao, who am I?" ”

"Ember." Lu Zhao looked at him softly, bit his lip, and became even more aggrieved: "What are you doing, I have a headache." ”

"Huh!" Bo Yan looked mocking in his eyes, his big finger bones were distinct, he pulled her clothes, and one of his hands broke away from her hand, and walked away.

Ember?

Damn it!

Is all she knows about Ember?

He only took two steps.

Behind.

There was a muffled bang.

Lu Zhao's whole person fell to the ground with his movements, wrapped in a quilt, but it didn't hurt, but he felt sad, and tears blurred his vision in an instant.

Bo Yan's footsteps were another pause, and when he turned around, he met her aggrieved eyes full of tears, and walked to her side: "Climb on the bed by yourself." ”

Lu Zhao lowered his head, didn't look at him, and didn't speak.

"You want me to hug you?" The voice of the thin inkstone is cold and thin, as if it is with ice ballast.

"You don't like me anymore, do you?" Lu Zhao's shoulders were shaking slightly, and his voice was choked: "Then you go, I don't like you anymore." ”

Bo Yan's brows furrowed even tighter, and he suddenly laughed, squatted down, clasped her chin, and forced her to meet his gaze: "Lu Zhao, you can see clearly, I am Bo Yan!" ”

His strength is a little great.

Lu Zhao was in pain, his brain cleared up a little, and when he met his cold and deep eyes, his body stiffened, and he subconsciously moved back.

Bo Yan's smile became more and more cold: "Now, do you want me to hug you?" ”

Lu Zhao shook her head busily, her mind was full of mush, and the name Bo Yan was supporting all her actions.

Bo Yan watched her climb onto the bed in a panic, covered with a quilt, and became more and more bored for a while, looking at her condescendingly, with mockery in his eyes: "Lu Zhao, are you so afraid of me?" ”

Lu Zhao shook his head, grabbed the quilt with his hand, and closed his eyes.

Bo Yan asked her, "Have you eaten at night?" ”

Lu Zhao shook his head.

Bo Yan asked again: "Are you hungry?" ”

Lu Zhao nodded.

When Bo Yan came over with the porridge, she fell asleep again, and in her sleep, she curled up tightly, like a newborn kitten, without a sense of security.

"Lu Zhao."

Bo Yan called her.

Lu Zhao opened his eyes again in a dazed state.

"Eat." Bo Yan helped her to sit on the head of the bed and handed her the bowl.

She didn't reach out to take it, she just looked at him with soft, soft big eyes, and her hearts softened.

Bo Yan took the bowl and took it for a while, then he calmly made a handsome face, and scooped a spoonful of porridge stiffly and unfamiliarly, and sent it to her mouth.

Lu Zhao only took one bite, then frowned tightly and retched uncomfortably.

Bo Yan subconsciously wanted to get her a trash can.

But she had already taken his hand and spit out a mouthful of porridge into his palm.

Bo Yan's body stiffened terribly, gritted his back molars, and said word by word: "Lu!" Summon! ”

Is he a garbage can?

This damn woman dared to spit in his hands!

"Si Yan, I don't want to eat porridge." At this moment, Lu Zhao was in a daze, where could he feel his emotions, and muttered aggrievedly: "It's hard to eat." ”

Bo Yan laughed angrily: "Then what do you want to eat?" ”

Scold!

Ember?

This is the blink of an eye.

This woman turned her face and didn't recognize anyone again!

Lu Zhao licked his lips and snapped his fingers: "Spicy rabbit head, braised rabbit meat, I still want to eat big chicken legs and drink old hen soup." ”

Bo Yan's voice was very cold: "You are sick, you can't eat these." ”

Lu Zhao looked at him with a blank look, as if he had been bullied by him, biting his lip and snorting: "I'm hungry." ”

Thin inkstone: ......

He placed the bowl on the bedside table.

I went to the bathroom and washed my hands.

When leaving.

She hugged the quilt, with cute eyes like a kitten, and asked in a soft and glutinous voice: "Si Yan, where are you going?" ”

Bo Yan made a calm face: "Make you spicy rabbit head, braised rabbit meat, big chicken legs, and old hen soup!" ”

"You're terrible." Lu Zhao was disgusted and reminded him: "Don't make it yourself, taste the deliciousness of the food and residence." ”

Bo Yan smiled angrily at her, people who were sick couldn't recognize it clearly, but she remembered what she ate clearly, and she looked out the window with dark eyes.

Outside, it's still raining lightly.

Halfway up the mountain.

Where did he go to find her a place to eat?

He shouldn't have brought her back!

Five minutes later.

Bo Yan changed into a mountaineering suit and carried a bow and arrows on his back.

Chen Bei next to him, holding a shotgun in his hand, didn't dare to speak.

Until the two of them were about to go out, a person ran in at the gate in a hurry.

This person is handsome, dressed in a monk's robe, and is a monk, so he asked when they met: "Ah Yan, I heard that your daughter-in-law is sick, and the poor monk knows a little about medicine, go and show her?" ”

Bo Yan's emotions were on the verge of exploding, and he only said one word coldly: "Get out!" ”

And then.

Stride away.

The handsome monk who was stunned didn't know where to offend him, and looked at Chen Bei: "You guys are going up the mountain to hunt at night?" ”

"I don't know." Chen Bei lowered his voice, and seeing Bo Yan walking away, he hurriedly said, "Abbot, I have to go." ”

After speaking.

He hurried to catch up.

Bo Yan walked to the door, stopped again, and his cold and deep eyes swept towards Wukong: "You still don't get out?" ”

"Ah Yan, your temper is so big this big night, it's not good to kill!" Wukong clasped his hands together and recited the Buddha's name: "The poor monk is waiting for you to come back at the door to help you over." ”

Bo Yan didn't even look at him.

At night, it was drizzling in the mountains.

Bo Yan left for about two hours and returned.

Chen Bei was holding a rabbit and two pheasants, and he didn't know what to do with them.

"Chen Bei, this job, it's still a poor monk!" I walked over without time, and recited a passage of the "Diamond Sutra" to the three little creatures that had died.

I don't have time to do this work, and I am very skilled at first glance.

Chen Bei is also not surprised, the person in front of him often says 'wine and meat through the intestines, and the Buddha stays in his heart'.

He doesn't kill with his hands, but he can eat meat and drink wine!

After the pheasants and hares are handled.

Wukong asked: "Ah Yan, is it barbecue, or is it stewed?" ”

Bo Yan said: "Spicy rabbit head, braised rabbit meat, big chicken thighs, old hen soup." ”

I didn't have time to find out for the first time that Bo Yan was so interested and patient, and he wanted to eat meat in the middle of the night, so he went to catch pheasants and rabbits in person.

When he came back, he didn't let him do it, but cooked it himself.

Bo Yan has never cooked.

Wukong, a master of fine dining, is on the side to guide.

Until the dishes ordered by Bo Yan are finished.

The saliva of no empty greed flowed down: "Ah Yan, this chicken soup is stewed first, let's go drink two sips, the rabbit head and rabbit meat are good." ”

As he spoke, he was going to pick up the rabbit meat.

Bo Yan slapped him away with chopsticks and said in a deep voice, "You should go." ”

I had no time to be busy for several hours, and I was kicked out, and when I got to the door, I reacted and asked Chen Bei: "Did you make it for his daughter-in-law?" ”

Chen Bei glanced at him sympathetically, and said in his heart, you just reacted?

Will the big boss go up the mountain to hunt on a rainy day for you?

God knows how clean he is, and hates this muddy, wet weather the most.

When he went up the mountain, he understood.

It must be Miss Lu who wants to eat it by name, and the boss will go out in person.

Boss came here, just to be clean, all to eat vegetarian food in the temple, contact the outside to send meat and vegetables, and get it to be delivered tomorrow morning at the earliest.

"Understood." Wukong sighed, and glanced deeply at the kitchen: "Ah Yan, he is in love." ”

In the kitchen.

Bo Yan turned off the heat of the stewed soup a lot, covered all the dishes on the table, and then entered the bedroom.

Lu Zhao was sleeping sweetly.

He glanced at it, and saw that the porridge on the bedside table was only an empty bowl.

He walked up to her and called out to her, "It's time to eat." ”

Lu Zhao was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes, shook his head, but his little hand stretched out, hugged his arm, pulled forward, rubbed his little face, and muttered, "I'm not hungry." ”

Her soft temperature made his heart a little itchy, and he subconsciously twitched his arm, but she hugged him tighter.

"Si Yan, are you sleeping?" Lu Zhao muttered vaguely again.

Bo Yan pulled out his hand, the green tendons at the corners of his forehead were jumping suddenly, his eyes were dark and terrifying, and the air pressure in the fourth middle was also dropping rapidly with the change of his mood.

Early the next morning.

Lu Zhao opened his eyes, looked at the unfamiliar room, and sat up.

Her head still hurts a little.

I don't remember what happened yesterday.

Up to her side.

A man said in a cold, hoarse voice: "Awake? ”