Divine Genius Healer, Abandoned Woman: Demonic Tyrant in Love with a Mad Little Consort

"That's what Wang is like, you can catch the moon for nine days, you can catch the turtles in Wuyang, you can go to the hall, you can enter the kitchen ..."

Looking at his stupid expression, Ye Qingli was speechless.

What is this mess?

However, when he thought of the porridge he had cooked, Ye Qingli's stomach began to yell in disappointment.

After drinking that bite, not only did she not relieve her hunger, but on the contrary, it made her feel more hungry.

"hungry?"

Jun Aohan's playful expression.

"This time, don't you dislike the porridge made by Ben Wang?"

This guy is really strong in revenge!

Ye Qingli rolled her eyes.

Okay, just satisfy his vanity.

"My lord, the porridge you cook is simply the world's first delicacy. The little girl is able to drink the porridge you cooked. It's a blessing for three lifetimes. I don't know. Is there any chance to take another sip?

Jun Aohan was proud.

Gives a "count your consciousness" look.

Then he turned and picked up the porridge bowl.

However, what makes Ye Qingli strange is that he did not hand him the porridge bowl.

Instead, took another sip.

In Ye Qingli's surprised eyes, Jun Aohan again, slowly put his lips over.

"Ok……"

After seeing through his ruthless ambitions.

Ye Qingli silently told herself in her heart.

I did not do it on purpose.

I was just succumbed to his kinky prestige.

Then, the two kissed fiercely again ...

A bite of porridge, mixed with the saliva of two people, was slowly drunk by Ye Qingli.

At the end, she would not know whether she was drinking porridge or kissing Jun Aohan.

In the entanglement between the two people unconsciously, Ye Qingli drank this bowl of porridge.

And both of them, at this time, all clothes are messy, panting ...

However, both of them are still reasonable.

Knowing this occasion is not suitable for further intimacy.

However, they did not separate, just sitting here quietly.

At this time, it was already in the sky, and occasionally came a cicada.

They sat on the swing, enjoying these safety and tranquility.

"I didn't expect that your craft is pretty good."

Ye Qingli said while holding her finger and drawing circles on Jun Aohan's chest.

"That is."

Jun Aohan said proudly.

"Don't you underestimate the king this time?"

"However, I am also a bit strange. When you are a prince, who usually treats and treats others better, when did you learn these things?"

This is where Ye Qingli feels very strange.

You know, in Daluo, but very particular about men and women.

Even a man who has suffered further setbacks won't get out of the kitchen easily.

Otherwise, it will be despised.

She could imagine that when Jun Aohan's men saw him cooking.

What a surprise.

"Is it strange?"

There was a faint smile on Jun Aohan's face.

"I'm used to it."

There was a trace of memory in his eyes.

"Do you remember, I told you that when I was twelve, the concubine passed away."

"Ok."

Ye Qingli nodded.

"When I was young, the concubine took care of me very well. She had never been worried about food, clothing and housing. But since her death, my life has changed all at once.

In his eyes, there was a trace of sarcasm.

"Sounds strange, isn't it?"