Evil Army Junior: Sir, please respect yourself

"Ginger soup! Drink it, it's just boiled, it's only effective when it's hot."

Leng Xuanhan didn't let go of his hands until he felt the hotness in his hands disappear, and then sat down next to the woman on the sofa.

Ginger soup?

His eyes were still fixed on the blackened soup that looked a little sticky, "Uncle, are you sure it's ginger soup?"

"Such a strong ginger flavor, what do you mean by ginger soup! Just drink it quickly."

Tian Lingxin frowned even more, staring at the blackened soup in the bowl, the luster of disgust in his eyes shone even more; "It feels so disgusting, I don't want to drink it."

Hearing the words, Leng Xuanhan turned his head to notice her frowning and disgusted expression, and immediately raised his handsome eyebrows, "Looking at your expression, you seem to be a little disgusted?"

"It's not a little, it's a lot. Uncle, how much ginger did you cook?" Tian Lingxin didn't hide his distaste for the bowl of blackened ginger soup, and asked while looking at the man beside him.

Obviously cooking skills are very good, but this is just a simple ginger soup, but it turns black like this, this man is a genius.

"It's not much, it's just a whole piece, smashed, and then boiled in water for more than half an hour, and it's just a bowl." Leng Xuanhan also directly talked about the process of making ginger soup.

In the past, even if he had a cold, he never drank any ginger soup, because he didn't like the taste of ginger, so this bowl of ginger soup was his first masterpiece.

Although he himself was not very optimistic about the bowl of ginger soup, but seeing the disgusted expression of the woman around him, the man felt somewhat uncomfortable.

"Don't look disgusted. If you want to feel better when you have a cold, drink it while it's hot." Then, stretching out his ape's arm, his big hand hit her forehead again, felt her body temperature, and said in a slightly low voice. .

a whole piece? ?

How much is a whole block?No way, the one she saw in the kitchen tonight? ?That's as big as the bowl in front of you!

Tian Lingxin really felt ashamed.

"Uncle, it's really unnecessary. I don't think there's anything wrong with me having a little cold. I'll be fine after a night of sleep." As he spoke, he raised his plain hand and took off the big hand that was sticking to her forehead.

However, the light from the corner of the eye fell on the back of the hand that was burned red.

Liu Mei frowned, and turned her head to look at the man beside her; "How did you get it?"

"It's nothing, it's nothing, girl, don't dislike it, if you really don't like drinking, and you think calling the doctor is too exaggerated, then wait a minute, I'll go to the pharmacy and get you some cold medicine, I just started to catch a cold, But it can be big or small, if one is not handled well, the one who suffers is myself.”

Seeing her sweeping gaze, Leng Xuanhan immediately withdrew his big hand from her and said.

This hand was just pouring the ginger soup, and it was accidentally on the back of his hand. It really didn't matter to him. Anyway, the bumps and bumps on the wound were commonplace, so he got used to it.

However, when Tian Lingxin heard his disapproving tone, her brows seemed to wrinkle even more.

Is this man so ignorant of taking care of himself every time?

It was the same on the bus last time, and it was the same this time. Does he really think he is an iron man and can't feel the pain? ?