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

Just wore a long dress like a nightgown.

A belt is tied around the waist.

Long hair slanted behind him.

A ray of sunlight penetrated through the window slit.

Sprinkled on him.

Glows out like mercury vents.

That kind of compelling style.

Ye Qingli couldn't help being dumbfounded.

Although it has long been known that he looks good.

However, this way.

It looks very attractive.

Reveal a kind of incomparable nobility and elegance.

And his movement is also so freehand.

Although, what he is doing now is just cooking ...

Yes, Jun Aohan's movements are very beautiful.

However, to put it bluntly, in fact, he just waved a big spoon, cooking there.

And there is a pot next to it.

The stew is white porridge.

Bubbling with bubbles.

"you're awake?"

Hear footsteps.

Jun Aohan raised his head.

Glancing towards the door.

Then, casually said.

It's just a very common sentence.

However, reflecting the current situation, Ye Qingli suddenly felt that the softest part of her heart was touched.

She walked over and gently held his shoulder.

Buried in his hair.

"When did you get up?"

"forgotten."

The man answered disapprovingly.

"It seems that it has been a while?"

His movements were very quick.

Waving a spatula in one hand, non-stop cooking.

On the other hand, I still have time to taste the porridge.

"Well, this time the temperature is just right."

"Come, taste it or not."

He changed a spoon, scooped up a spoon, and then gently passed it to Ye Qingli's mouth.

"Well."

The temperature was just right.

Not only will it not be burnt, but also just keep the porridge temperature.

Ye Qingli sipped and felt a fragrant smell, coming straight in from the porridge.

It made her feel relaxed and happy.

"Much stronger than the porridge you cooked before."

I remember when she first fell into the ghost king's palace.

At that time, she didn't know yet that he was the ghost king that everyone was afraid of.

At that time, he used to cook her porridge.

It's just that the porridge was boiled ...

The current level is many times stronger than it was not known.

"Can people's cooking have such rapid development?"

Ye Qingli took several sips in one breath.

Very surprised.

"Of course, I have practiced many times."

Jun Aohan said very proudly.

"For example, this recipe is an ancient recipe I took from an auction, and the ingredients in it are all carefully selected by me."

"The recipe alone is worth hundreds of thousands of gold coins."

"Injustice, you."

Ye Qingli couldn't help but knock his forehead.

Hundreds of thousands of gold coins are equivalent to the entire wealth of a small family.

This guy actually just bought it for a recipe.

It ’s a big loss!

"I do."

Jun Aohan said with a grin.

"as long as you like it."

"At least, I think that after reading the recipe, my cooking skills have really improved a lot."

As long as she can make her happy.

Then, no matter how much the price is paid, it is all worth it.

What's more, it's just a few hundred thousand gold coins.

It's nothing.

"In this bowl of porridge, I put sky safflower, northern Tibetan grass, deciduous ice lotus ..."

Jun Aohan is very skilled at counting the names of a large list of herbs.