Nangong Jing picked up the porridge and ate it as usual,

Qianqian sat across from him, with a sweet smile on his face,

"Poof--", Qianqian's smile froze on her face, your uncle's, Nangong Jing's porridge was all sprayed on her face,

It's really bearable, and my sister can't bear it anymore!

Qianqian stood up "poofed", and rushed over and pinched Nangong Jing's neck: "Your grandfather's, is it looking for death, if you don't eat, you won--",

Qianqian's words were stuck in her throat, and she thought of something, but she turned to a look of surprise, "Can you eat the taste?" ”

Nangong Jing's eyes were full of doting smiles, looking at Qianqian who was angry and funny, pulled the silk handkerchief on the side to help her wipe the porridge on her face, and told the people outside to go and fetch water, and waited for the porridge on Qianqian's face to be wiped clean, before she slowly spoke, pointing to the porridge in front of her with a little complaint and said, "So, these days, you make this kind of thing for me to eat?" ”

Qianqian was completely immersed in the joy of Nangong Jing's recovery of taste at this time, and her words were full of excitement that could not be concealed: "No, it's all based on mood, sometimes you don't put salt, sometimes you are in a bad mood, you will put a little more--"

Nangong Jing: "......", suddenly a little sympathetic to himself, being poisoned and still suffering such treatment?

Nangong Jing's inky jade-like eyes were full of hurt expressions, "In the past, you would cook for me with your heart, but now that I am poisoned, you are so perfunctory and abuse me--"

Qianqian: "......", she couldn't even say half a word to refute, hearing him say this, she seemed to be really a little excessive,

Qianqian explained a little anxiously, and said, "I just want to know if your sense of taste has recovered, and I can't do it if I'm wrong."

Nangong Jingban lowered his face and said unrelentingly: "Even if you make it delicious, won't I be able to taste it when I recover my sense of taste?" Or wouldn't it be easier for you to just give me a jar of salt to eat? ”

Qianqian was stunned, no matter how much she listened, she felt that what he said made sense, and it seemed that she was really stupid--

Before Qianqian's thoughts had settled, a bad voice sounded, "Husband and wife should be blessed together, how can I eat such delicious food alone?" ”

Qianqian: "!! ”

Early in the morning of bitter B, I was fed a bowl by a certain master - that's not porridge, that's salt--

T_T, it's forgivable to do evil in heaven, but you can't live for self-abuse, woo woo--

Nangong Jing saw Qianqian's look of wanting to cry without tears, and said with a smile, "Next time you dare to bully me, I will double the reward--"

Qianqian: "!! ”

Your uncle, who bullied whom!

Nangong Jing, you are not human!

But I don't even dare to scold this sentence, if I scold someone, I will become a bird or a beast in a second--

Qianqian took the bowl of porridge and ran all the way to the kitchen in tears: Woo, this day is simply unbearable--

We can't play happily together anymore --

Qianqian pouted and ran to see Xiaoba, and when she saw Qianqian's little figure disappearing at the door, the corners of Nangong Jing's lips hooked up a faint smile: Little fool--

"Lord Wang", the voice of chasing souls pulled Nangong Jing back to reality, "Really? ”

"Hmm", Nangong Jing's gaze always fell in the direction where Qianqian disappeared, "When will Mo Yin arrive?" ”

"Probably tonight"

"Very good", Nangong Jing's dark eyes contained an extremely cold smile, "This king has left her until now, and she has done her righteous",

Soul Chaser was slightly stunned when he heard this, and was silent.

Nangong Jing looked at the soul chaser and changed the subject, "Really put a lot of salt?" ”