Huo Ci had not expected her to feel sorry for him. Joy flashed across his eyes. He had just woken up, and his voice was a little hoarse as a hint of joy appeared on the corners of his lips. "Okay."
The dishes were all cold, and the stead buns were already cold.
However, he felt that this was the best food he had ever eaten. He was satisfied.
Nangong Lengyu guarded her best friend's spirit for three days, while Huo Ci accompanied her for three days. He served her tea and food so that she could conserve her strength and not faint from exhaustion.
For a long, long ti after Dongfang Chu was buried, Nangong Lengyu still had not recovered. She could not accept the fact that she had already left.
During this period of ti, he had perford very well. He did not shout at her every day, nor did he find fault with her. He knew how to feel sorry for her.
That night, Huo Yuanfei went to look for Yan Yuanfei to learn from him. He wanted to make his pretty boy's favorite braised pork. He had learned it the last ti, but it did not taste good.
The pretty boy's attitude had been much better recently. No matter how bad his food was, he would give him affirmation, making him full of energy. He always wanted to cook sothing delicious.
It would be best if he could make the pretty boy's eyes light up after eating it. It would make him praise his culinary skills from the bottom of his heart.
The late spring weather was still a little cold in the evening.
When he reached the door and saw a car at the door, he knew that Second Brother must be at ho. He pressed the password and entered.
When he reached the living room, he heard voices from the kitchen and the fragrant sll of food, making his appetite increase. He walked over and heard them talking about Nangong Lengyu. He stopped in his tracks and leaned over strangely.
"What dicine is this?" Yan Yuanfei saw her bring the dicine and subconsciously thought that it was the dicine he wanted to take.
"It's not for you." Wen Ruoshui smiled when she saw how nervous he was. "It's dicine for Yu'er. The last ti I went to the south to look for you, I fought with Huo Ci in the rain. The nstrual pain beca even worse. I grabbed so Chinese dicine for her to recuperate."
"I thought Yu'er doesn't drink Chinese dicine and will vomit when she slls it?" Yan Yuanfei still rembered that when Shui Shui was brewing dicine for him once, Yu'er ca over and vomited in the courtyard when she slled it before entering the house.
"These herbs don't have much taste. If you use my thod to fry them, the taste will be negligible." Wen Ruoshui placed the herbs into the dicine jar.
"You brewed tasteless dicine for Yu'er, but you don't know how to feel sorry for . Why don't you brew tasteless dicine for ?" Yan Yuanfei was jealous.
"Yu'er is a girl, but are you?" Wen Ruoshui tilted her head and looked at him gently. "Are you jealous of Yu'er?"
"Why did I..." Yan Yuanfei tilted his head. Before he could finish speaking, he was stunned for a mont. He looked at Huo Ci, who was standing at the kitchen door at so point in ti, and asked him with a calm smile, "Sixth Brother, when did you co over?"
"Nangong Lengyu?" Huo Ci let out a cold laugh. The darkness in his eyes surged, and flas that had been suppressed deeply rushed out. "Are you talking about Nangong Lengyu?"
Yu'er.
Fighting with him in the rain.
nstrual cramps?
The person they were talking about was Nangong Lengyu.
It was still Gong Jue!
No, Nangong Lengyu should be Gong Jue!
Wen Ruoshui looked at him nervously. "Huo Ci, listen to our explanation."
Why had he co at this ti just when they were talking about Yu'er? How much had he heard? How much did he know?
"Don't look at like that. I heard everything that I should and shouldn't have heard." The fire in his eyes could no longer be suppressed. He roared angrily, "Second Brother, am I still your younger brother?"
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