Chapter 87 Sharing adversity

In fact, Su Qingwu didn't think that he was old, but that Murong Yichen had the aura of an aristocratic leader all over his body. This kind of person didn't look like a student at all, and he might be able to give orders by himself. One side now!
After drying the clothes, it really felt a lot more comfortable.

Murong Yichen was a little rude, he pulled her up by the collar of her collar, "Take you around!"

Passing through the living room is an ancient side hall.

Above the sofa in the side hall, there is a black and white photo on the wall.

Su Qingwu took a closer look, the man was his father Murong Pei, and the woman beside him was gentle and dignified.

"My father, my mother!
My mother is my father's second concubine. When she first got married, she lived in Murong Mansion with the Murong family. My mother married my father as the second concubine because of love. My father loved her very much. I built a mansion here alone for her, and I brought my mother and I to live here for a short time every week. "Murong Yichen never talked about this with outsiders, today he couldn't help himself.

Su Qingwu looked at the photo with a smile, envious of his childhood accompanied by his parents, dimples looming.

Murong Yichen found that this little woman was very attractive, and the more she looked at it, the more attractive she became.

"Hey!" he yelled, "It's the first time I bring a woman here, does my mother think that I want to marry you as my wife? She must be very disappointed with your looks and figure, right?"

Su Qingwu restrained his smile and stared at him fiercely. This man must not be serious for more than 3 minutes.

Su Qingwu ignored him and continued to visit the side hall.

On the carved pear flower stand, many medicinal materials were found packaged in glass bottles.

Antler, life, donkey-hide gelatin, angelica...

"Is Auntie a Chinese medicine doctor?" Su Qingwu asked.

"That's right, but her medical skills are only used on me and my father. My mother lives a delicate life. She often uses these traditional Chinese medicines to make soup for me and my father to maintain our health. The most common sentence my mother said to us is' Be healthy and live a long life!' We are healthy, but she passed away early! So in our house, "Be healthy and live a long life!" means I love you!" Murong Yichen picked up the glass bottle It seems to be in deep thought.

Su Qingwu was moved by this kind of family affection.

In the next second, someone knocked on his forehead suddenly.

"Hey, I saved your life, as a reward, go-cook me a meal, I'm hungry!" Murong Yichen said.

Cook?

Su Qingwu blinked his big eyes!

She has many skills, but she knows nothing about cooking, "Are you sure you want me to cook?"

Murong Yichen stared at her naughtily, "Otherwise?"

Su Qingwu cutie pursed her lips, "Wait a minute, master!"

After speaking, he turned and ran to the kitchen.

Murong Yichen shouted behind her, "The ingredients are in the cabinet!"

Murong Yichen casually sat in the living room with a book to read.

Jingle-dong-
"Ah..." Su Qingwu screamed.

Murong Yichen strode into the kitchen.

However, Murong Yichen was completely shocked by the tragic scene in the kitchen.

The white rice was boiled into coke, the cabbage was cut into fist-sized pieces, and the oil in the frying pan was on fire.

Su Qingwu was so frightened that he scooped up a ladle of water and sprinkled it into the pot. Murong Yichen didn't have time to stop his movements so quickly, Junyi's face twisted a little.

wow-
The fire ignited instantly.

Su Qingwu instinctively threw himself into Murong Yichen's arms, "It's over, it's on fire!"

Murong Yichen hugged the little woman in his arms with one arm, and covered the oil pan with the lid of the other hand.

(End of this chapter)

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