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

This time, Ye Qingli actually cooked porridge for him.

You know, Jun Aohan never drinks porridge.

Moreover, so much meat and ginseng are put, so greasy ...

Many maids feel that Ye Qingli's bowl of porridge, if served up.

Will definitely be rejected.

At this time, Ye Qingli had packed the porridge into a jar very briskly.

Then she came out carrying the jar.

The chef hurried up.

He said with a bitter face: "Ye ...... Princess, the old slave thinks, do you want to change the taste again, or, Lord, does he not like to eat?"

"Oh, dare he?"

Ye Qingli said something to her.

It took so long for her to work, and she was so smoked that she cooked such a bowl of porridge.

How dare he not eat?

Huh, if you do n’t eat it.

In the future, just ignore yourself!

"It's ok."

She said with a smile.

Then, carrying the jar back.

The chef suddenly felt very upset.

Ye Qingli's porridge, although it tastes good.

However, there is nothing special about it.

Moreover, Wang Ye didn't like this taste at all.

After seeing Ye Qingli cooking, the chef began to feel a sense of crisis.

He was able to mix in this other courtyard only by making tasteful meals for Jun Aohan.

If Jun Aohan stopped eating the food he made.

Then, he will not be able to mix in the future.

Maybe he will be swept out of the house.

Moreover, he also felt very upset about Ye Qingli.

Seeing Ye Qingli carrying the jar and walking.

He immediately followed.

Many servants and maids are also curious to see what Jun Aohan will react to the bowl of porridge cooked by Ye Qingli.

So, they all followed.

So, when Ye Qingli came to Jun Aohan's door, there was already a long list of people behind ...

Dai Butler froze his face and shouted at them.

"It's so unruly, don't give me back!"

Quickly disperse these people.

However, the fire of gossip in those people's hearts did not go out at all.

Still hiding in the corner, watching how Jun Aohan would react.

Ye Qingli didn't know so many things happened behind her. At this time, she carried the jar and went into the room.

Jun Aohan has been listening to the movement outside with sharp ears.

Hearing Ye Qingli entered the door.

He immediately moved into the quilt quickly.

Then, make a weak expression.

Seeing his pale face, Ye Qingli was startled.

Quickly put the jar aside, run up, and try his forehead with his hand.

"How is it feeling now, is it better? Why is his face so bad?"

As she said, she cared about Jun Aohan's acupoint with concern.

Feeling her gentle little hand, she kept pressing on her forehead.

Jun Aohan was so comfortable that he was about to pass out.

He felt more and more how smart it was to pretend to be sick.

Then he smelled the fragrance on the edge.

"what is that?"

"Oh."

Ye Qingli remembered this.

"You must haven't eaten for a day, and it has consumed so much energy. I helped you make a bowl of porridge. Do you want to drink it now?"

"Of course I think!"

Jun Aohan quickly bite.

He looked at Ye Qingli pitifully.

Then, supporting the bed with his elbows, struggling to get up.

His flawless face was extremely pale at this time, and it seemed to have a lovely beauty.