Old Man Jiang waved his hand, "Xiaoshuang doesn't mind, don't shirk, sit down." ”

Assistant Fang took the dishes and chopsticks and sat down happily, "Thank you." ”

The servant handed over the wet towel, he wiped his hands clean and picked up the chopsticks, and waited for Old Man Jiang to move the first chopsticks before he moved.

Lan Shuang looked at the two expectantly, "How is it?" ”

Mr. Jiang sandwiched a piece of beef brisket, the taste is mellow and rich, the layers are clear, the beef brisket is stewed soft, and it melts in the mouth, and the old man's eyes light up instantly.

"Huh?" He glanced up at Lan Shuang and exclaimed, "Very good!" The heat is very well controlled! Does Xiaoshuang also cook a lot at home? You can't practice such a good craft in a few years, right? ”

How many years? Lan Shuang has traveled more than a dozen worlds, and even if she is a cooking idiot, she can practice good cooking skills.

But when she said this, the old man probably went crazy for her, so she said casually: "I was interested in these when I was a child, and I usually studied them when I had time, so I was more proficient." ”

The original owner also has experience in cooking, so it's not a lie.

Assistant Fang was also full of praise, "It's delicious, it's so delicious, the second young master is blessed!" ”

He spat out, he didn't even think about it, and after saying that the table was quiet, he realized that something was wrong, and looked at the old man Jiang beside him, and the old man Jiang's face did not change, but said, "Let's eat." ”

Assistant Fang couldn't wait to give himself a mouthful.

Lan Shuang relieved the siege and said: "When he wakes up, I can cook whatever he wants." ”

The old man nodded: "Okay, it's good that you have this heart, but I don't know if he has this blessing." ”

He ate another shrimp and sighed: "I don't know if I can eat at the same table with Xiaosheng in my lifetime." ”

"Yes, surely." Lan Shuang glanced at the empty seat beside her, the two people opposite couldn't see it, she could see it clearly, Jiang Lusheng was sitting there staring at those meals.

Thanks to her warning in advance, otherwise if Jiang Lusheng ate these meals, the number of meals would not decrease, but the taste would disappear, and the old man and Assistant Fang would only be able to eat the northwest wind at that time.

Lan Shuang was helpless, she really wanted to tell the old man that your precious second grandson was sitting opposite you and looking at you, this table seemed to be three people, but in fact, three people and one ghost.

Jiang Lusheng noticed Lan Shuang's gaze and immediately turned his head to look at her, Lan Shuang bumped him with her knee under the table without a trace, and warned him not to make trouble with his eyes.

He immediately showed an aggrieved expression, and Lan Shuang immediately looked up at the sky as if he didn't see it.

"Grandpa, drink some soup."

"Good, good."

Lan Shuang found a lot of topics, and soon made the old man laugh, the atmosphere at the table returned to relaxation, and finally the four dishes and one soup were basically eaten, and there was nothing left.

Assistant Fang touched his stomach, restrained the desire to burp, and gave Lan Shuang a thumbs up, "Miss Lan's skill is really amazing, if you want to make catering, you must be able to do it." ”

He had really underestimated her before.

Lan Shuang smiled but said nothing.

After resting for a while after dinner, Lan Shuang helped the old man upstairs to look at Jiang Lusheng, and saw that he was sleeping well, covered with a summer cool quilt with broken flowers, the old man was very relieved, he was tired of seeing the white sheets in the ward, and he suddenly had the breath of home when he changed the color, as if Jiang Lusheng was just sleeping, not becoming a patient who couldn't move or speak.

The old man's eyes were slightly wet, he patted Lan Shuang's hand, didn't say anything, and left with Assistant Fang.

Lan Shuang looked at the old man's slightly rickety body, a little uncomfortable, and pinched the arms of the people around her with her backhand, "Tell me about you, why aren't you awake?" ”

Jiang Lusheng held her hand aggrievedly and whispered, "It hurts." ”

Lan Shuang raised her eyebrows and looked at him: "Changed the script again?" ”

"Ah......h

"Okay, change the script of the little zombie." Lan Shuang narrowed his eyes and flicked his tongue with his fingers, "You can't bite." ”

Jiang Lusheng held his fingers in his mouth, looking aggrieved.

Concubine Lanshuang's heart was like iron, and she pulled out her fingers and went into the bathroom, ready to take a bath.

The bathtub was filled with bubbles with water at the right temperature and a sea salt lemon scented bath bomb.

Lan Shuang was surrounded by warm water after lying in, the fatigue of the day was gone, she sighed comfortably, the bathtub design was very reasonable, she tilted her head back and just lay down, not getting wet by the water, Lan Shuang slowly closed her eyes.

The sound of soft music came from the speakers, urging people to sleep.

After a while, Lan Shuang was smoked and drowsy.

The black gas came in through the crack in the door, lingered outside for a while, as if smelling something, and suddenly floated towards the bathtub.

The water in the bathtub was dyed a faint blue by the sea salt lemon-scented bath bomb, and there were large patches of dense foam floating on it, and Lan Shuang lay in the foam, and the arms on the outside were slender and white, shining with a delicate luster like jade in the light.

The black mist drifted over and stopped for a moment, and then slowly surrounded the blue frost from all directions.

Lan Shuang was half asleep and half awake, and felt that her hands and feet were bound by something.

She tried to open her eyes, but her eyelids were so heavy that she couldn't open them at all.

Her vision was deprived, her other senses were infinitely amplified, and her consciousness became more and more awake, "Jiang ......"

As soon as she opened her mouth, something cold, slippery came in.

"Hmmm......"

It's warm and cold, and it's amazing.

Something soft slipped down her toes and down her ankles, rubbing like she couldn't put it down.

The strength is neither light nor heavy, and it has a bit of lust.

You can't see the whole picture, but the mirror in the bathroom clearly reflects the scene: the beauty's fair-skinned and delicate ankles are lifted from the water and suspended in the air, and a black mist winds up and down the ankle to the calf.

Leaving traces of pale red everywhere they passed, the strong color contrast was very ambiguous.

The sound of water in the bathroom returned, and the foam overflowed and shattered, leaving a trail of water stains.

……

Lan Shuang's hands and feet were weak when she finally came out of the bathtub, and she pulled the bathrobe and put it on, covering up the traces of excessive color.

She stood at the bathroom door and took deep breaths repeatedly before she suppressed the urge to kill.

888 lifted the shield and hurriedly persuaded her: "The host is calm, but he is still sensible, and there is no real yin and yang." ”

Lan Shuang smiled, "Yes, but my leg hurts." ”

888：“……”

I don't want to know why my leg hurts at all.

Lan Shuang leaned against the wall, moved back to the bedroom with difficulty, looked at Jiang Lusheng, who was sleeping harmlessly on the bed, and smiled sadly.

888 swallowed his saliva, the host's smile was terrible, ahh

Lan Shuang walked to the bed step by step, sat directly on Jiang Lusheng, pinched his face and gritted his teeth: "Don't pretend, I know you're here." ”