The villain took me crooked after wearing the book

Chapter 319 Husband Cooks for You
He You felt the same way, it was indeed fierce, this year, he has been doing laundry, cooking, and serving Kong Qingzi.

In the past, he was served by maids and servants at home, but this year his survival skills are almost at full capacity.

Thinking of home, He You felt melancholy for a moment. After worshiping Kong Qingzi as his teacher, he was expelled from the house, and he didn't go back for more than a year, and he didn't dare to go back.

Putting all these messes to the back of his mind, He You took Chuqing to pick up medicinal materials. Even though she is small, she is very fast in distinguishing this one.

Zhao Huiwei is still waiting for the Poison Master to come out, Kong Qingzi looked at the sky, he can have dinner in a while: "Is that old ghost able to do it? It's been so long."

Yingluo was also in a hurry, and waited for another half an hour before the door opened, and the poison sage came out, Yingluo hurriedly asked, "Master, how is it?"

Poison Sage put his hands behind his back: "It's done, the person inside has a strong will to survive." He looked at Kong Qingzi again: "Old Ghost Kong, it's your turn, don't tell this deity that you can't save him."

Kong Qingzi glared at him, anyway, as long as he stays with the Poison Sage, it is impossible for him to get better, the reason is that the world calls them both Poison Doctors.

So, why is poison ranked first?What absurdity!

"The old man's medical skills are no better than your crooked poison skills."

Kong Qingzi left such a sentence and walked in, Lin Huai'an stood up: "Senior Poison, please move to the flower hall, Huai'an specially hosted a banquet for you in the flower hall."

Poison Master was too lazy to argue with Kong Qingzi, an old ghost, so he left with Lin Huai'an.

Along the way, the two of them didn't speak, until they were about to reach the flower hall, Lin Huai'an asked: "Senior Poison, Huai'an has a question that has been bothering her heart."

The Poison Master glanced at him: "But it's okay to say."

Only then did Lin Huai'an say: "I just heard from senior that my sister resembles a girl you met before, and Huai'an is a little curious about who that person is." After speaking, he added: "If there is any offense, please I also ask the seniors to forgive me."

The Poison Master chuckled: "It's not an offense. It's been a while, and I can't remember this deity. I just remember her name is Miss Ling. She is a girl who wanders in the mountains and hunts for a living."

Seeing him pondering, Poison Sage said leisurely: "But Miss Ling looks more lively than your sister, she is a strange person, somewhat similar, but not very similar."

Lin Huai'an pondered: "Is Miss Ling still there?"

Poison Master Jun Yi had an inexplicable smile on his face: "Who knows? Maybe he's still alive, maybe he's dead."

After a few words, they arrived at the Flower Hall, the Poison Sage was sitting on the chair, Lin Huai'an ordered a few words in a low voice, and the servants went down to prepare.

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Dali Temple

Fu Junze went through the important cases before he walked out of Dali Temple, but what he didn't expect was that across the wide street, Chi Hua was waiting there, full of worldly fireworks.

Chi Hua also saw him, and waved at him, signaling him to come over quickly, and Fu Junze's steps increased a lot.

"Why are you here?" He asked, and then he found that her long hair, which was always tied up, was tied up in a bun, and there were a few scarlet bead flowers on her head, which matched her red dress very well.

She smiled: "I'm here to pick you up." Then she took his arm and asked in a low voice, "Fu Junze, can you cook?"

Fu Junze looked down at her, and from her dodging eyes, it could be seen that she knew nothing.

He smiled lightly: "You call me husband, and I will."

The strength of pulling his arm increased, and after a while she blushed and whispered: "Husband, I'm hungry."

Fu Junze wanted to kiss her very much, but although there was no one here, it's better to be careful, he took her hand behind his back: "Go home, my husband will cook for you."

With their hands hidden in their sleeves, Chi Hua told him what happened to her in the barracks today. Fu Junze listened quietly, occasionally responding, and the two of them went all the way to the bamboo house.

After tidying up, it has begun to look like a small home, and there is firewood next to the cold stove, and Chi Hua's newly bought vegetables are placed in the lacquered cabinet.

She looked at it and said, "I remember you like celery, so I bought some for you, but you have to fry it, I can't, and there are eggplants and beans."

She took some in her hand and put them on the stove. Looking at the cold stove, she always felt that something was missing, and she slapped her head before remembering: "I forgot to cook."

Fu Junze shook his head helplessly, then rolled up his sleeves: "Go out, I'll come."

He went to get a basin to wash the rice. Fortunately, there was a well in the bamboo house, and the water in it was very clear. From the bamboo window set up here, Chi Hua could see him squatting by the well to wash the rice.

Chi Hua, who had nothing to do, started to light a fire for him. She would still be able to light a firewood. When Fu Junze came back, the fire was burning.

After he cooked the rice, he was about to get the vegetables, but Chi Hua was one step ahead of him: "I'll go wash it."

After speaking, he ran out in a flash.

"It's frizzy." He smiled and muttered, and began to check the oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar. Fortunately, there were no omissions. She washed the vegetables very quickly, and wiped the wet hands on the clothes casually.

Facing Fu Junze's gaze, he turned his hands back in embarrassment, and said in a low voice, "I'm used to it."

She has always been careless, not as particular as Miss Jingzhong, Fu Junze took over the pot, took the cutting board and began to cut vegetables with lowered eyelashes.

He said with a smile: "You don't have to restrain yourself, no matter what kind of you you are, I like it."

Hearing this, Chi Hua giggled, and found a stool to sit on and watch his every move. She didn't expect that Fu Junze, a son of Beijing, could cook first-class.

The two chatted casually.

"How can you cook?"

"I said I practiced in advance, do you believe me?"

"Ah?" Chi Hua was a little puzzled: "What do you want to practice? Could it be that Mr. Fu Xiaolang didn't have enough to eat before?"

Only then did Fu Junze take the time to look at her: "What do you think? Who did I practice for?"

Chi Hua smiled at him, Fu Junze looked away and continued chopping vegetables, and then he heard her start rambling again.

"So I'm not at a loss. I had my eye on Huo Simo before. I don't know if he will do this."

Fu Junze's hand holding the knife tightened, and he cut vegetables a lot harder. It's a good job. Not only did he mention other men in front of him, but he also compared him with that dog man?
Looking at her ignorant face from the corner of his eye, he sneered in his heart and decided to endure it for the time being.

Chi Hua propped her face, looked casually at unknown corners, and continued to murmur: "But he probably won't, so if he agreed to marry me back then, I would still have to raise him?"

Just thinking about it, Chi Hua still felt that it would be better to have a capable husband.

"Bangdang."

When Chi Hua came back to her senses, she saw him throw the knife on the cutting board, and Dan Feng looked at her with narrowed eyes.She blinked her eyes in wonder: "What's the matter? Don't cook anymore?"

Fu Junze wiped his hands with a dry towel, and under Chi Hua's suspicious gaze, he hugged him to the bed, then threw him on the bed, and pressed him on top of him.

He said lightly: "I'm a little tired of listening, my husband will cook the rice for you later."

Chi Hua reached out to hold him back: "What are you doing?"

He pulled her hand away, his phoenix eyes were a little cold: "make a baby."

　Almighty husband~

　　
　
(End of this chapter)