Chapter 69 (1/2)

Chapter 69: Chapter 69 was broken in a second

Author: Purple Peony MACHINE TRANSLATION

The next morning, he lanjin woke up early.

When she went downstairs, she yawned and rolled up her sleeves out of boredom. When she saw a video, she ran into the kitchen on a whim. Her eyes lit up and she showed off her skills.

”Mr. Qiao, come and have a taste of my cooking. ” He lanjin had been tossing and turning for two hours. When she smelled the rich fragrance, she was about to scoop up a bowl of soup and drink it. When she saw Qiao Hanye go downstairs, she waved at him.

Qiao Hanye looked at her bun-shaped hair and loose hoodie. She looked relaxed but full of energy.

”You made this? ” Qiao Hanye looked at the soup and asked. He lanjin held her Chin and pushed the bowl in front of him, saying, ”It's a secret recipe passed down from the he family. If you drink it, you won't forget it for the rest of your life. ”

Qiao Hanye looked at her in confusion. He picked up the soup and finished it in one gulp. Then, his expression changed.

After finishing the bowl of soup, his whole body was burning hot, as if there was a prehistoric power surging over. The man's masculinity was stirred up. His handsome face instantly darkened. He looked at the pot of precious medicinal herbs in the pot.

”How is it? ” He lanjin saw that his expression changed and reached out to scoop up the bowl, ready to taste it.

Seeing this, Qiao Hanye reached out and held her hand. He snatched the bowl from her, pursed his lips and drank it all. He said in a low voice, ”MMM, not bad. ”

”leave some for me. ” He lanjin's phone rang. When she went to answer the call, she did not forget to turn around and remind him. This was her first time making soup. How could she let him have it for free?

Seeing that she had turned around and walked out, Qiao Hanye carried the soup and stuffed it into Han Beicheng's arms. He said, ”take care of it. ”

”Master, this... ” Han Beicheng was depressed, but he still carried the entire pot upstairs and secretly took a bite.

Qiao Hanye's entire body was burning with unbearable heat. Two bowls of nourishing strong Yang soup entered his stomach, and every cell in his body was clamoring, as if in the next second, he was going to sow the spring sunshine of March in the dry winter season.