Transmigrated into the cannon fodder of the villain in the rebirth story

Chapter 36 Her Skin
But he didn't pick up the soup and drink it. Instead, he sat down at the desk, put the memorials on the desk aside, looked at Song Qiange, and remained motionless.

Song Qiange knew that he wanted her to serve him.

What a machismo!

But when I think that I still have something to ask him... okay, I'm under the roof, I have to bow my head occasionally.

Song Qiange put the tray on the desk, spooned a bowl of soup and a bowl of white rice, put it in front of Qin Boyi, handed him the chopsticks, and said, "Please use it."

I don't know what Qin Boyi thought of, seeing him lower his head and shrug his shoulders, Song Qiange was dissatisfied: "What are you laughing at?"

Is it so fun to use her?

Qin Boyi took the chopsticks in her hand, and looked up again, with a normal expression.

Song Qiange curled his lips, and no longer bothered that he was making fun of himself, he just put his hands on his chin and asked Qin Boyi, who was drinking the soup with gusto, "Is it delicious?"

It must be delicious, with a strong milky fragrance, reminding her of her skin.

Before Qin Boyi could answer, Song Qiange had already started to introduce: "Do you think the color of the soup is milky white, do you think I must have put something special in it, but actually there isn't.

You cooks are too perfunctory in cooking. How can they be delicious if you throw all the radishes and greens into cooking.

For my soup, first boil a pot of boiling water in advance, then fry the tofu, then mix it with cabbage and fry it together.When it starts to be fragrant, pour hot water into the pot and keep it on medium heat throughout the process to ensure that the soup is boiling hot.This is the legendary "Thousand Rolled Tofu".

That's why the soup I made will be milky white.

How about it, let's drink it. "

Listening to the exuberant explanation from the little girl beside him, Qin Boyi drank the soup more and more slowly, and finally stopped gradually.

Seeing that he hadn't finished drinking, Song Qiange stopped drinking, and asked strangely, "What's wrong?"

Qin Boyi didn't speak, staring at the soup and rice in front of him, his slender eyelashes flickered.

His Adam's apple rolled, and after a while, he calmly said, "It's a little hot."

uh... eh?
"Let's put it aside for now." Song Qiange said, "I just wanted to ask you, how did you find the murderer? You won't forget it in a hurry, right?"

Qin Boyi shook his head with a chuckle: "I haven't forgotten. However, I can't find it out yet."

"what?"

"Many officials keep assassins and secret guards, and they usually have marks. The killers this time should be retail investors who use money to do things." As he said, Qin Boyi looked at Song Qiange, "Maybe I don't think it takes too much effort to deal with you. Bar."

Who would have thought that someone pretended to be the general's wife, and someone meddling in other people's affairs saved the "general's wife".

Song Qiange pushed a hairpin, looked at Qin Boyi playfully, and said with a smile: "If the princess hadn't helped her, Song Meimei would have died long ago. General, how do you think the princess is very kind?"

Qin Boyi was taken aback: "What princess?"

Song Qiange rolled his eyes, the jerk started again?

Look at his decent and ignorant appearance, if Song Qiange hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would have thought he had misunderstood him.

He's really good at pretending.

Although she didn't hear anything from the tree at that time... But so many days have passed, and Qin Boyi still enters the palace every day. Could it be that he has never seen the princess before, and would he not recognize it?
Song Qiange snorted coldly, turned around and left.

Qin Boyi didn't find the murderer, and Song Qiange didn't dare to go out. She tinkered with clothes and flowers at home every day, and occasionally cooked a few side dishes, and her life was quite comfortable.

Seeing that the clothes are getting more and more colorful, the headgear is getting more and more exquisite, and even the cooking is very special... Everyone in the mansion is full of praise for her.

(End of this chapter)