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

"A son of a prince, will he fall to the point of not being able to eat enough or wear warm clothes?"

"However, this was the reality at the time. At that time, if I wouldn't be able to buy food or cook, then maybe I would starve to death one day."

Jun Aohan shrugged.

"So, this is forced."

He said that his tone was very free and easy, but Ye Qingli felt a bit bitter.

She silently took Jun Aohan's hand over, and then put it in her palm, holding it firmly.

Use this to express support for him.

"It's okay."

Jun Aohan squeezed Ye Qingli's hand hard to show that she knew what she was thinking.

"Actually, I'm used to it already. And, I don't think there is anything embarrassing to go to the kitchen."

"Later, I went to live with my uncle. My uncle is a very lazy person, and he never cooks. Moreover, with his cultivation practice, it doesn't matter even if it is three to five days. So don't starve to death If that ’s the case, then I can only rely on myself. "

"However, at that time, it was also a very memorable day."

Jun Aohan's face was filled with a thoughtful expression.

"At that time, we were often in the kitchen ..."

He spoke slowly, and Ye Qingli leaned back in his arms and listened quietly.

Then Jun Aohan suddenly covered his mouth.

A layer of sweat suddenly appeared on his forehead.

Almost talked about leaking ...

He glanced at Ye Qingli somewhat guilty.

Fortunately, Ye Qingli did not find anything abnormal.

He immediately changed the subject and said: "There is one last bite of porridge, you drink it."

He just wanted to put the porridge bowl beside the bowl.

Ye Qingli glared at him.

"Bring the spoon."

She just managed to organize her hair, but don't be messed up by this guy again.

"Ok……"

Jun Aohan quickly picked up the spoon, and then he filled the porridge in the bowl and put it in front of him again, blowing it with his mouth.

Then, very diligently delivered to Ye Qingli's mouth.

This time, Ye Qingli did not refuse.

Swallow the spoonful of porridge.

"Good, another spoonful."

She looked at the man with extremely diligent movements.

Suddenly touched in my heart.

Probably, there is no second person in this world, can he be so?

Even Emperor Yun'an cannot.

Only herself ...

The two of them face each other, and they both feel a touch of tenderness flowing in their hearts.

At this time, outside the door of the back garden, Aoyun stood there.

He saw the intimate movements of the two people.

The hand was clenched into a fist.

An expression that was simply unacceptable.

Ao Shuang beside him said lightly: "This time, you should see, how much the master loves her."

"Huh, I just don't accept it."

Aoyun said uncomfortably.

"Why on earth can she get such a favor from the master?"

"Because the owner likes it."

"I just think she doesn't deserve it."

"It has nothing to do with you."

"Huh, the host is willing to spoil her, that's nothing, but if you want to be our princess, it's not just by acting like a cute girl."

Aoyun said firmly.

"The hostess we can accept is not the kind of charming young lady, but the one who can truly follow the host and have the strength to help him. Only in this way can we convince."

"Miss Ye is also very powerful. She is a martial artist and a pharmacist."