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Chapter 198 To make up, to make up!

"Oh, Sister Ma, I'm going to be scared to death by you..."

Su Xiaoyue said while stroking her chest.

He was obviously very frightened.

"Look at how distracted you are. If I didn't stop you, you would have hit the door."

Ma Yaner said teasingly.

The two walked into the house chatting and laughing.

"Sister Ma, do you think I'm useless?"

Su Xiaoyue sighed and sat down.

"Um?"

"What's wrong?"

Ma Yaner asked curiously, tilting her head.

"It's been so long and there's still no movement in my stomach..."

"Is there any problem?"

Su Xiaoyue was very worried.

"oh……"

"That's it..."

Seeing Su Xiaoyue's worried look on her face, Ma Yaner pursed her lips and wanted to laugh.

"snort!"

"You are still laughing, but you are talking about serious business!"

Su Xiaoyue blushed and glared at Ma Yan'er.

"Okay, okay, my good sister."

"It's my sister's fault."

"But my sister is such a nice person, how can there be a problem?"

"It must be that guy. It seems he is overworked. We need to give him more rest."

Ma Yaner pretended to be sophisticated and said to Su Xiaoyue.

"By the way, I remember there are still some medicinal wines left?"

"Keep giving him something to drink!"

"At this time, we need to make up for it, we need to make up for it greatly!"

Ma Yaner reminded Su Xiaoyue.

"I don't dare to drink anymore!"

Su Xiaoyue said immediately.

But he immediately blushed with embarrassment.

His tone also became hesitant.

"I drank too much...it delayed things too much..."

Su Xiaoyue covered her face and said.

Ma Yaner was about to speak but stopped.

After a while.

Then he quietly poked Su Xiaoyue.

"Xiaoyue..."

"That...that thing, does it hurt?"

"Why are you crying so hard?"

Ma Yan'er also blushed and asked Su Xiaoyue in a lowered voice.

"ah?!"

"You, you, you-"

"How did you know?"

"Did you hear everything?"

"It's over!"

"I'm not alive anymore!"

"I'm too embarrassed to see anyone!"

When Su Xiaoyue heard about it, Ma Yaner, a thief, heard about working overtime at night.

Suddenly I was so embarrassed that I wanted to bury my little head in the ground.

He obviously tried his best to suppress his voice.

How could it be...

Uh-huh...

"Ahem..."

"I hear it occasionally..."

Ma Yaner was also immediately embarrassed. Unexpectedly, she was also exposed.

"snort!"

"Just wait!"

"After you get married, I want you to look good, let my husband take good care of you, and make you cry and beg for mercy!"

Su Xiaoyue also imitated Ma Yan'er's behavior and scratched Ma Yan'er's waist.

Ma Yaner knew she was in the wrong, so she dodged with a smile.

Su Xiaoyue refused to give up, and the two women fought together.

"Forehead……"

"You two are..."

While the two were having a fight, Zhang Bao happened to pass by and looked inside. The two girls had messy hair, were panting, and looked like they were in spring. "Go, go, go!"

"What's wrong with you?"

"That's right!"

"What are you looking at?!"

When the two women saw Zhang Bao, they were immediately ashamed and slammed the door.

Zhang Bao scratched his head inexplicably.

What's going on?

"Look at the dark hole ahead~"

"It must be the den of thieves~"

"When I catch up and go forward, kill him - piece - A - not - stay!"

Zhang Baozheng was puzzled when Old He's "beautiful" voice came from the kitchen.

Zhang Bao rolled his eyes.

Walked over.

I saw Lao He holding a piece of pickle in his hand, taking a sip of wine, squinting his eyes, enjoying himself.

Zhang Bao was about to have a seizure when he saw the wine glass in Lao He's hand was steaming.

I couldn't help but smile.

He also came over.

"Uncle He, your wine is a bit too hot."

"Does it burn your mouth?"

Zhang Bao said with a smile.

"Hey, it's the young master!"

"Don't laugh at me. You already have a drinking order. Who dares to drink?"

"I'm just drinking tea instead of wine to get a feel for it."

As Lao He spoke, he took a sip of hot tea and didn't forget to click his tongue for a long time.

The movements, expressions, and feelings are exactly the same as when drinking.

Zhang Bao almost laughed and looked at the small table in front of Lao He.

A pot of hot tea in a wine pot, a piece of pickle, and a piece of cold noodle cake.

"Uncle He, this is what you want to eat?"

Zhang Bao pointed to the table.

"well……"

"Don't mention it."

"Now that girl Xiaoyue doesn't care about cooking for me anymore."

"I was still counting on providing for me in my old age. It's better now. Alas, in this world, when you have a husband-in-law, you forget about others..."

Lao He said sourly.

During this time.

Su Xiaoyue served Zhang Bao day and night, and Lao He spent all day with the government officials in the outer courtyard. It was not convenient for Su Xiaoyue to come here.

So I really didn't care about Lao He much during this period.

Zhang Bao listened.

A wry smile on his face.

This old guy has actually learned to be pretentious.

"Okay, okay!"

"This young master will personally cook and make some food for you, the old man!"

"Stop your old mouth!"

Zhang Bao rolled up his sleeves with a smile and walked towards the kitchen.

Seeing that there was still some flour left in the kitchen, Zhang Bao simply kneaded the dough and started making noodles for Lao He.

After a while.

A steaming bowl of hand-made noodles was placed in front of Lao He.

Lao He looked shocked.

"You did this?"

"When did you learn that?"

Lao He felt very frustrated. There was nothing he could do in front of Zhang Bao.

Zhang Bao smiled and spread his hands.

"Brother Li can steam buns, but I can't make noodles?"

"Eat it while it's hot!"

Zhang Bao urged.

Lao He took a taste of the chopsticks and his eyes lit up.

I no longer have the right attitude when drinking.

He picked up the bowl with one hand and started devouring it.

"belch--"

"If you're not full, have another bowl!"

Lao He finished the bowl in three gulps, without even any soup left.

"No more!"

"Just that little flour."

Zhang Bao said with a smile.

"All right……"

"Let's do this in the future. It would be a pity if you don't open a noodle stall with your skills..."

Lao He licked the bowl with unfinished thoughts.

"By the way, Master, I just went to the inventory to do some inventory this afternoon, and the situation is not very optimistic."

"Based on our current number of people, the food will probably last about a month."

"We're going to run out of food soon."

Lao He wiped his mouth and said to Zhang Bao.


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