Chapter 148： (1/2)

At the Qingguo Inn across the wall, Zheng Feiyu was staring at Lily with Lilan.

He An went to the kitchen to boil eggs and left the frozen father and daughter. Sitting on the swing cradle, Suzuran clutched the fat **** and pouted her small mouth. She was ready to "drop a bomb" at any time. Zheng Feiyu sat on the opposite rattan chair with a sad look on his face and had no idea how to resolve the tension.

I don't know who they are more helpless.

Fortunately, He An walked shortly, and returned in a small bowl five or six minutes later.

The bowl was filled with warm brown sugar water, immersed in a white and tender water blanched egg. The egg yolks are cooked just right, they are moisturized and not runny, and when they touch a spoon, they jitter like jelly.

"what--"

Lily of the valley is a small tortoiseshell cat, which immediately stretches its neck and opens its mouth as a fledgling.

He An gave the bowl to Zheng Feiyu, said with a smile: "Come and feed."

"……Thank you."

Zheng Feiyu was a little surprised.

He certainly understood He An's intentions. He took the small bowl, and his heart was full of gratitude for a moment.

After supper, Lily of the Valley gave a short full meal, two eyelashes covered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He An unbuttoned the bib for her, wiped the corners of her mouth, covered the blanket, and then sat aside, slowly shaking the swing cradle.

Before long, Lily of the Valley fell asleep sweetly. He An got up and went back to the bedroom. He took a pack of sanitized cotton and a bottle of fresh muscle cream, and said to Zheng Feiyan softly, "It's your turn."

Zheng Feiyu hurriedly untied the gauze around his wrists, revealing the injured flesh.

Strange to say, the same application of medication, Xu Ma's careful movement will cause him to sweat cold, and once changed to He An, occasionally unskilled heavy, but he did not even frown.

No pain at all.

Love is really the best narcotic.

and many more.