After pushing Xie Zi'an to take a bath, Qi Lele turned around and entered the kitchen.

Wang Yuzhong came back last night and brought good news and also brought back a lot of buffalo milk, which happened to be used to make ginger milk.

Wash the ginger and peel it, cut it into small pieces, grind it out with a small stone, then filter it with a fine sieve, and set aside for later use.

Boil the buffalo milk with sugar, stir it for a while and cool it down slightly, and then pour the steaming buffalo milk into the ginger juice.

Wait for a while, the buffalo milk solidifies, and a bowl of ginger juice hits the milk.

Qi Lele picked up the bowl and turned to find Xie Zi'an.

"Have you finished washing?"

Xie Zi'an's lazy voice came from inside: "Not yet, what?"

"Then please sit in the bathtub and don't get up, I'll come in and give you something."

"good."

Qi Lele decisively pushed the door in.

The bathroom is not big, and such a large bucket of hot water is placed in the middle, steaming a lot of mist, adding a bit of hazy beauty to the people sitting in the bathtub.

Xie Zian had long black hair draped over his shoulders, which was in sharp contrast with his fair skin. His originally delicate and noble eyebrows and eyes became more fragile and charming because of their whiteness.

In the kiss and hug before, Qi Lele guessed that he looked thin and had fleshy clothes. Today, he could see with his own eyes, although he only saw the slender shoulders, neck and upper half of his arms.

But those clean and neat muscle lines will not deceive people.

A beauty bath is really a killing weapon!

Qi Lele took a deep breath by turning around and closing the door, and said to himself: After all, in modern society, he has seen all the beautiful men! Stay calm! You must not be weak! Otherwise, you might be able to show off!

Xie Zi'an had a smile in his eyes, and his expression became more gentle and harmless, as if he was deliberately putting away his sharp claws, waiting quietly for his prey to fall into the trap.

Qi Lele walked to the bathtub, stared at Xie Zi'an's eyes, trying hard to control his eyes and not glance down: "Eat this soon!"

Xie Zian stretched his neck slightly and looked over, bringing a slight sound of water: "What is this?"

"Ginger juice hits milk, it drives away the cold."

Xie Zian sat up straight and raised his hand to take it. With this action, the skin that was originally soaked underwater exposed more.

Qi Lele's eyes seemed to have an independent consciousness, and she floated over unconsciously, watching the water gradually fall from the collarbone, and finally...

Stop! Can't watch anymore!

Qi Lele pursed her lips and thought: "You, a big man, actually took a bath with petals?"

Xie Zi'an paused and turned his head: "No?"

Qi Lele said: "I don't need it!"

"Why do you come and try it too?"

Qi Lele suddenly took a step back: "Be honest! Get your shot!"

Xie Zi'an laughed, put it on the edge of the bathtub, stood up slightly, and took the bowl from Qi Lele's hand. Unpredictable, she exposed a large area of ​​skin on her chest to her eyes.

The impact was really big. Qi Lele's eyes continued to slide down from two points in front of his chest to his abdominal muscles. The texture was clear and symmetrical and neat, and there were eight pieces! And those two sides were mermaid lines, right?

The white-faced scholar who looked thin and weak, seemed to be able to blow away even a gust of wind, had abdominal muscles and mermaid lines after taking off his clothes?

Is this scientific? It's completely unscientific!

"Are you satisfied with your wife?"

Qi Lele suddenly turned around as if she was burned, "Why don't you sit back quickly! Are you afraid that you won't get sick?"

With a loud noise, Xie Zi'an sat back. After a while, he slowly said: "Madam, this ginger bumps into milk is really good! Awesome!"

Qi Lele's mind was full of the scene he had just seen, and the urge to touch her heart was in the depths of her heart. She couldn't help but cover her face and scolded, "Even eating can't block your mouth!"

Xie Zi'an smiled proudly at the corners of his eyes and eyebrows. When he first practiced martial arts, he never expected that there would be such benefits today.

After he finished eating slowly, Qi Lele's heartbeat, like a drum, finally calmed down a little, but she still had a fever on her face. She turned around with a tense face, took the bowl and spoon without saying a word and turned around and left.

Xie Zi'an's cheerful laughter came from behind him. Qi Lele's face was red and he was so angry that he stomped his feet, but he didn't dare to turn around and fight with others. He had to say angrily: "You don't have to eat tonight! You don't have to have a share of your share!

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The laughter stopped abruptly: "Mrs. I realized that I was wrong for my husband."

"It's too late!"

In the room not far away, Xie Dai was igniting the letter in his hand. He heard the sound outside and his movements paused.

Su Yaxian smiled and said, "With Le'er accompanying me, Zi'an's temperament is getting brighter and brighter."

Xie Dai refused to comment and said, "Let Yu Zhong follow us the next day."

Su Yaxian hesitated a little: "Isn't it inappropriate to leave only a few of them at home?"

"What's wrong with all the family?"

"It's still young even after getting married."

Xie Dai glanced out the window: "He was afraid he wanted to have the only two of them left in his home."

Su Yaxian thought, "It makes sense, so it's better to bring Ziyan and Ziwen with me."

"Madam, serious?"

Su Yaxian smiled: "What do you think?"

Qi Lele chopped in the kitchen for an afternoon, and Ru Lu's heart completely calmed down. Isn't it just the abdominal muscles? Who hasn't seen it before?

When it was dinner, everyone looked at the meatballs on the table, looked at each other, and raised their chopsticks silently.

On the contrary, Qi Lele felt a little embarrassed and said, "I also made ginger and milk."

As he said that, he hurriedly turned around and went to the kitchen. Xie Zi'an raised his eyes and took a walk around his younger siblings, with a strong warning.

Seeing this, Xie Dai snorted softly: "It was the one you messed with."

Xie Zi'an said: "She has thin skin."

A few small eyes looked at the nose and nose, stared at the food in the bowl, and waited wholeheartedly for their sister-in-law to bring the ginger and milk.

After dinner, it was dark soon.

Wang Rongrong lay on the cold and hard bed, sweating all over her body. She vented more and took less air. She thought that when did she suffer such a hardship when she was spoiled since childhood?

She never thought that she could endure this point in order to live.

As usual, the aunt advised her to give her honest explanation. She closed her eyes without any response. She slowly opened her eyes until the aunt said she was tired and put down the dishes and went out.

In the middle of the night, a figure quietly entered the room, and Wang Rongrong opened her eyes: "Have you brought the things?"

"Bringed, do you really want to do this?"

"I can't live without doing this!"

The visitor sighed, spread an old book in front of Wang Rongrong, handed her a pen, and then carefully lit the candlelight, and did not forget to hunch over his body to block the faint candlelight.
Chapter completed!