Two hundred and ninetieth chapters two are not good
After laughing for a while, Yang Yanrong was hungry and told Murong Rong to lie on the bed to rest and not get up for the time being. After all, Rong Rong had just broken the melon last night, so naturally she had to recover her vitality now!
Princess Anyang got up with Yang Yanrong. She woke up from hunger. After getting up and washing up, she was eager to go out to find food.
Yang Yanrong was a good cook in his previous life, especially the soup he cooked, which was amazing! In order to nourish Murong Rong's body, Yang Yanrong, who had not cooked for a long time, also took action in person.
A pot of soup was made for her in the Qin Palace.
Princess Anyang has been by his side. Seeing Yang Lang making a pot of fragrant soup, he was even more slanderous and didn't care about burning his mouth. As soon as the soup was released, he served a bowl.
Drink it up.
"Wow, Yang Lang, the soup you made is so delicious! I have never tasted such a good soup!" Princess Anyang immediately praised her after taking a sip. She didn't expect that her Yang Lang would have it.
Such a unique skill will bring you a good treat in the future!
"If you like to drink, drink more. If you want to drink in the future, I will make it for you!" Yang Yanrong smiled. He didn't have the concept of "a gentleman staying away from the kitchen". As long as he liked it, he would make it himself. After all, this
Many of the ideas of people in the times have disappeared in later generations. Although Yang Yanrong has been reborn in this era for some time, the education he received and the concepts he formed in those twenty or thirty years are not so easy to change.
"Hehe, Yang Lang, you are so nice!" Princess Anyang smiled sweetly. She loved this Yang Lang who loved her so much.
"Let's go, let's take it to Rongrong!" Yang Yanrong patted the dust on his body, carried a pot of soup, and pulled Princess Anyang away.
"Rongrong, are you hungry? Look at what delicious food I've made for you!" When Yang Yanrong and Princess Anyang stepped into the house again, Murong Rong stared at the door in a daze.
Murong Rong suddenly smiled when she saw Yang Yanrong, and she said, "I'm so hungry that you haven't come back for so long!" The quiet Murong Rong was as beautiful as a snow lotus on an iceberg, holy and
Noble. The smiling Murong Rong is like a peach blossom in March, and she is so beautiful. Seeing her quiet movement suddenly change, Yang Yanrong feels dizzy and unreal.
Princess Anyang smiled and said, "Sister Murong, you are so lucky. Yang Lang made you a pot of good soup, which is so delicious. I'll give you a bowl to taste it." She said
, served it in a small bowl and scooped it up with a spoon and reached it to Murong Rong's mouth.
After taking a sip, Murong Rong nodded and said, "Well, this soup is really delicious, much better than the soup I have drunk before! Anyang, let me do it myself!" As she said that, she remembered to drink it myself.
Princess Anyang smiled and said, "Sister Murong, have you forgotten? Yang Lang said that if we want us to fall in love with each other, now you are uncomfortable, so it is natural for me to take care of you. Otherwise, Yang Lang would punish me.
.That hour was not good, so I didn’t want to be punished by Yang Lang. Don’t move, let me feed you!"
Yang Yanrong looked at Princess Anyang clumsyly feeding soup, walked up to take the small bowl from her hand, and smiled and said, "Let me do it! You will know that you have never fed anyone else after you do this!"
Princess Anyang giggled, stuck out her tongue, and handed the small bowl to Yang Yanrong.
Yang Yanrong sat on the edge of the bed and asked Murong Rong to lean in her arms, feeding her spoonfuls of them. He would blow a few breaths of breaths every time he scooped a spoonful of them. Then he fed them to Rongrong's mouth when the soup cooled down.
This tenderness made Murong Rong feel warm in her heart, and she finished drinking two bowls of soup with a smile.
"After drinking the soup, I'll eat some rice porridge later!" Yang Yanrong's careful care moved Murong Rong so much that she felt that she had really entrusted the right person. With Yang Lang with her in this life, what else can I regret?
?
Murong Rong, who had just broken her body, had drunk the soup and was a little tired again. But she wanted to look at her Yang Lang, but Yang Yanrong pressed her into the quilt and strongly asked her to sleep well, otherwise she would wait for an hour.
Murong Rong's mouth turned and she lay down and fell asleep unwillingly.
Princess Anyang looked at Murong Rong who was sleeping soundly and showed a sweet smile on her face, and said a little enviously: "Yang Lang, you are so nice to him."
Yang Yanrong smiled, touched Princess Anyang's face, and said, "Are I not good to you? You must know that I am a good man and treat every woman around me as well."
Princess Anyang wrinkled her nose and snorted: "You have two bad things!"
Yang Yanrong asked with a smile: "Oh? I have two other bad things? What are the two? Let's listen."
Princess Anyang giggled, held her fingers and counted carefully: "First, you are very fickle, you like each other. Second, you are so powerful that you make people weak every time. I am still now
My waist is still hurting."
Yang Yanrong's face turned dark. He was really like this. But soon, he laughed again and whispered: "Anyang, what you said is a bit wrong. I'm the first one to be fickle, I admit this, but
I don't agree with the second one you said. Think about it, if I'm not good at that, every time I'm less than a cup of tea, I'm afraid that the first person who doesn't want to be you! Hahaha...
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Ah, you dare to make fun of me? Princess Anyang quits and wants to punish this bad guy when he catches up, but he actually says this to me.
Yang Yanrong smiled and lifted Princess Anyang up, which scared Princess Anyang so much that she begged for mercy. When the two met for the first time, Yang Yanrong lifted Princess Anyang up and finally pushed her into the lake.
Going there.
Yang Yanrong's move made the two of them involuntarily remember the first day when they first met. At that time, Princess Anyang was unwilling to marry Yang Yanrong, and the two even pulled their fists to face each other, making a great fight between dragons and phoenixes. Who is the one who fights?
Unexpectedly, the two of them came together in the end.
"You were so fierce that day!" Yang Yanrong smiled and said, "I was almost kicked into a eunuch by you."
Princess Anyang also smiled and said, "Who told you to marry me? I didn't know you at that time. Why should I marry you?"
"You have the nerve to say! If I hadn't married you, who would have dared to marry you, the witch!" Yang Yanrong laughed and hugged Princess Anyang in her arms, sighed, and said, "As the saying goes, worldly affairs."
Unexpectedly, it’s mine after all, it’s mine. You can’t beat it and you can’t run away. Anyang, just wait to be my most beautiful bride!”
"Well, I've been waiting!"...
That’s all today! Chapter 6 is finally over. You can have a good rest in the evening. My weekend is gone, I’m so fond of me! I asked weakly, gold medals, red envelopes, flowers, or any more?