In another room, Bingzhi looked at nuanshe strangely.

    "Elder sister, you seem to be in a good mood today. Is there anything happy? Or are you interested in someone?"

    When it comes to the last sentence, Bingzhi sits up directly and comes up to wense with gossip on her face.

    Warm se looked directly at Bingzhi''s head and said, "what do children know about the right person? I''m in a good mood. That''s to figure out some things."

    Bingzhi touched her head and whispered, "if there''s no one, there''s no one. Elder sister is so fierce. No one dares to ask for it."

    Hearing Bing Zhi''s murmur, warm se stared and leaned in front of her, "who do you say is fierce?"

    "No one? Oh, I''m so sleepy. I''m sleeping."

    Bingzhi lay down and grabbed the quilt to cover her head and pretended to be dead.

    Looking at Bingzhi''s appearance, wense was angry and funny. She tucked her in and lay down.

    Looking at the pure white top of the tent, wense couldn''t sleep.

    She thought of Xia Houchen. She didn''t know how he was. Did she get married?

    Over the years, grandma and they have been forcing her to get married and keep putting beautiful men in her palace, but she just can''t communicate with others.

    She didn''t know how long she could last. Fortunately, her second and third children accompanied her. If she was the only one who didn''t get married, it was estimated that her grandmother would force her to get married even if she took medicine.

    There are also the third and worry free. As the second said, let it be. Emotional things can''t be interfered by outsiders. Even the closest people sometimes do too much and will become hurt.

    A good night''s sleep. When ye Wuyou woke up, it was already light.

    Looking at the sleeping warm string around him, carefree lips involuntarily lifted up, reached out and stroked his handsome face, greedily looking at his picturesque eyebrows and eyes.

    As if he felt something, Wen Xian suddenly opened his eyes.

    Seeing Wen Xian wake up, ye Wuyou blushed and immediately retracted his hand, but was suddenly held.

    "Do you feel better when you wake up?"

    Ye Wuyou nodded, but he didn''t think there was anything wrong except that his feet couldn''t move.

    "Can you speak now?"

    "Yes."

    Looking at Wen Xian''s expectant eyes, ye Wuyou gently spit out two words.

    It''s obviously a hoarse voice, but it sounds like nature in the warm string.

    "Great, you''re finally well." Wen Xian hugged Wen Xian into his arms excitedly.

    Feel the joy of Wenxian, carefree lips light, "it''s sister Sheng''s medicine."

    "By the way, are you hungry?" Suddenly thought of something, Wen Xian gently pushed away without worry.

    "I''ll cook for you."

    Without waiting for worry free answer, Wen Xian got out of bed and went straight to the small kitchen.

    Worry free blinked in confusion. It turned out that brother Xian could cook.

    The truth is, it won''t

    In the small kitchen, after a burst of "Ping Ping Ping", Wen Xian looked at the rice in the rice jar in frustration and didn''t know where to start.

    When Yan Mogan walked into the small kitchen, he saw Wen Xian standing in front of the rice jar in a daze.

    "What are you doing?"

    Frowned, Yan Mo ran to Wen Xian with a puzzled face.

    Seeing Yan Mo''s disaster, Wen Xian was a little surprised.

    "Ah Yan is so early?"

    Glancing at the basket in Wen Xian''s hand, Yan Mo picked his eyebrow, "do you want to cook?"

    Wen Xian was embarrassed and scratched his head with embarrassment.

    "Well, I want to make something for worry free, but"

    Yan Mo nodded clearly, "I''ll come."

    After taking over the basket in Wen Xian''s hand, Yan Mo disaster skillfully washed rice and put it into the pot.

    Then there is washing, cutting and frying

    Looking at Yan Mo''s skillful movements, Wen Xian was foolish.

    "You, you can do this?"

    He''s a good-looking ghost owner. How can he cook?

    Yan Mo Yan raised his eyebrows. "Otherwise, who do you think made the food you eat these days?"

    This time, Wen Xian was completely shocked.

    "Did you do it?"

    He always thought it was the eldest sister who did it, but when he thought about it, how could the eldest sister cook?

    "When will you cook?"

    Wen Xian wants to come forward to help, but he finds that he can''t plug in at all. He can only help burn the fire.

    "After sheng''er became pregnant."

    Yan Mo''s lips are slightly hooked. He learned this skill from Mo Heng.

    Looking at Yan Mo''s happy smile on his lips, a touch of envy flashed in Wen Xian''s eyes.

    Sometimes giving is also a kind of happiness. Sadly, he won''t even have the opportunity to give.

    After the meal was ready, they each carried a tray back to their room.

    "Vomit"

    Hearing the sound of vomiting, Yan momang immediately put the tray on the table and went straight to the bedside.

    "Why did you throw up again?"

    Yan Mo gently stroked LengSheng''s back and said with a distressed face, "isn''t it very uncomfortable?"

    Liang Sheng wiped the corners of his mouth with his handkerchief and smiled comfortingly at Yan Mo, "it''s all right. This is a normal phenomenon. It''ll be fine after this month."

    Yan momai stretched out his hand to hold her in his arms and rubbed the top of her hair lovingly.

    "It''s hard for you."

    Cool Sheng lips slightly hook, languidly nest in Yan Mo''s arms, motionless.

    The big hand stroked Shang''s flat belly, and Yan Mo''s eyes were soft.

    "When he comes out, I will beat him hard and help you get revenge."

    The sexy thin lips contain small ear beads, and the low magnetic sound sounds in the ears.

    "You dare."

    Liang Sheng suddenly raised his eyes, slightly pouted his small mouth and stared at him coyly.

    Looking at the lovely appearance of Liangsheng, Yan Mo''s mind moved and bent over to kiss it.

    "Yeah."

    Liang Sheng stared with big eyes and pushed Yan Mo away with a pretty face slightly red. "I just threw up."

    "I don''t mind."

    Yan Mo brings disaster to the corner of her lips, arouses a trace of evil smile, no longer gives her the opportunity to speak, and covers the delicate and charming lips again.

    It''s as hot as summer sun here and as warm as spring breeze there.

    Wen Xian fed worry free with spoonfuls and helped him wipe the corners of his mouth thoughtfully from time to time.

    After eating a mouthful of food, ye Wuyou squinted happily.

    "It''s delicious. I didn''t expect brother Xian that you can really cook."

    Wen Xian''s hand moves a meal, and some droops his eyelids. "This is not what I did, this is what ah Yan did."

    Ye Wuyou raised his eyebrows and looked surprised. "Brother Yan did it. Sister Sheng is so happy."

    Ye Wuyou smiled and was really happy for Liangsheng.

    Wen Xian''s eyes flashed lightly, and he was in a trance.

    Happy?

    Indeed, sometimes happiness is so simple.

    "In the future, I will also learn to cook and cook for brother Xian in the future." Ye Wuyou said excitedly, his eyes full of longing.

    Wen Xian regained consciousness and slightly hooked the corners of his lips. "Drink some soup. The soup is also very good."

    "Yes."

    Ye Wuyou picked up the soup bowl and drank it.

    After playing this game, Yan Menghan helped Wen Xian every time he cooked, and slowly learned to cook.

    The days passed day by day. In the twinkling of an eye, a month passed. Under the careful care of Wen Xian, ye Wuyou''s leg healed day by day.

    "How''s it going? Does it hurt?"

    Wen Xian holds Ye Wuyou to the ground, which is more nervous than Wuyou himself.

    Ye Wuyou tried to take two steps and immediately burst out with joy, "it doesn''t hurt, it doesn''t hurt at all. My leg is well."

    "Well, that''s good."

    Wen Xian breathed a sigh of relief, but he refused to release his carefree hand.

    Looking at the still nervous Wenxian, Liangsheng finally couldn''t see it anymore.

    "Third brother, you''re too nervous. I''ve checked for worry free. He''s really fine."

    Worry free also turned to comfort and said, "yes, I''m fine. It really doesn''t hurt at all. If you don''t believe me, I''ll show you."

    Worry free said, loosening Wen Xian''s hand and walking back and forth for two circles.

    Everyone was happy to see worry free recover completely.

    "Great, worry free brother, we can go back." Bingzhi jumped up excitedly.

    Liangsheng smiled and rubbed Bingzhi''s head, "yes, elder sister has sent a letter to urge twice."

    "She must be lonely in the Phoenix Palace alone." Bingzhi''s eyes turned slightly and she was smart.

    Liangsheng chuckled, "it''s possible that without you arguing with her, maybe she''s not used to it."

    Bingzhi frowned. When did she quarrel with her? It''s not that she had to have a room with her.

    Hearing that he was going back, carefree''s little face collapsed in an instant.

    Are you going back? Will brother Xian change back?

    Wen Xian''s eyes also darkened. Happy days always passed quickly. He had not even had time to cook for him himself, so he had to go back.

    That afternoon, everyone packed up and returned to the Phoenix Palace.

    It is still Yan Mo, Han Xiao, Wen Xian riding, and others riding in carriages.

    Worry free sits in the carriage, some uneasy, even some afraid.

    Lift the curtain of the car, lean out of the window and look at Wen Xian''s back. Worry free heart suddenly hurts.

    Holding tightly to the skirt of his heart, his face turned white.

    "What''s the matter? What''s wrong?" Feeling carefree, Liang Sheng looked worried.

    Worry free shook his head, put down the curtain and smiled reluctantly, "I''m fine. Maybe it''s a little stuffy in the car."

    "Boring? Then open the curtain."

    Liangsheng said he was going to lift the curtain.

    "Don''t drive."

    Worry free immediately stopped, and his eyes flashed, "Xiao Wu is asleep. It''s better not to blow the wind. It''s coming soon."

    Liangsheng glanced at Bingzhi, who was sleeping soundly, and shook his head helplessly.

    This guy refused to take a carriage before. Now he''s sleeping like a pig.

    The carriage quickly entered the Huang palace, and Nuan se had already waited in the Changle hall.

    "You''re back at last. If you don''t come back, I''m going to catch people in the villa." Warm se lifted the curtain of the car and said happily.

    "Elder sister."

    "Sister Arthur."

    Liangsheng helped nuanshe get off, and Wuyou and Chiyu got off the carriage.

    Nuanshe subconsciously looked at Wuyou''s right leg and said with concern, "Wuyou, how''s your leg?"

    Worry free lip hook, "it''s all right."

    "That''s good."

    Warm se breathed a sigh of relief and turned to Bingzhi, who was sleeping soundly in the carriage, "this guy is asleep."

    Liang Sheng smiled, "isn''t it? I fell asleep as soon as I got on the carriage. I haven''t woke up yet."

    Warm se frowned and looked at the dark sky.

    "I''d better hold her back to the green Zhi pavilion to sleep."

    As soon as warm se picked up Bingzhi, Bingzhi opened her eyes vaguely, "elder sister, you''ve come to pick me up."

    Warm se raised her eyebrows. "What do you say?"

    "Elder sister, I miss you so much."

    Bingzhi held wense and rubbed in her arms.

    Warm SE''s heart was warm, but in the twinkling of an eye, she saw Bingzhi falling asleep again. Suddenly, she was angry and funny.

    Is this guy asleep or awake.