Rebirth: Her Herb Garden Space

When the white fan reached the kitchen, it immediately saw Jing Jue, who was in the middle of making peace. Jing Jue lowered his head, a strand of jet-black hair falling from his temple as he gently swayed along with his movements.

He focused on the noodles in his hand, completely unaware that a pair of heated eyes were looking at him.

Uncle Wen finished washing the dishes. He turned around and saw the white fan. Just as he was about to speak, the white fan made a "hush" gesture. Uncle Wen immediately understood, and he smiled as he carried the dish out of the kitchen.

Jing Jue was still kneading his noodles when he heard the sound of the tea being boiled in the stove behind him. He wiped his hands and turned to add some more firewood.

But someone else was already adding on.

"White..." "White fan?"

Jing Jue cried out in surprise as he looked at the people squatting on the ground, trying to get more firewood.

"When did you arrive? I didn't even see you. " To Jing Jue, the white fan was like a big sister, giving him a sense of security.

Bai Fan stood up. When he saw that there was a bit of flour on Jing Jue's face, he could not help but laugh out loud and gently wipe it off with his hand.

"You little slut, your face and face are on the same level."

Jing Jue's face reddened slightly as he turned back to his work.

"What kind of pasta do you want?" Bai Fan looked at Jing Jue who was kneading such a large piece of noodles, and it was so difficult for him to blush.

After washing his hands, he stood beside Jing Jue. "Give me a bit, I'll help you."

Jing Jue naturally knew that Bai Fan's culinary skills were much better than his. He immediately pulled out half of the noodles and placed it in front of her, "I want to make some fruits."

Noodle fruit was a type of snack that was cooked or fried after a small piece of dough was crushed into the shape of an exquisite and cute little animal.

Speaking of the fruit, the fan remembered that when he was young. Jing Jue was in the kitchen, learning to pinch the fruit while watching by the side. In the end, he couldn't pinch the rabbit, so he cried out in anxiety.

She quietly walked over and took a small piece of dough. With a flick of her fingers, a cute rabbit appeared and gave it to Jing Jue. She thought Jing Jue would stop crying and in the end, he cried even harder and said that her cooking skills were inferior to a girl's …

Jing Jue had always worked hard in cooking, but unfortunately, he did not have much talent. As for Bai Fan, he did not work that hard.

"Sis Fan, do you know how to pinch mice?" Jing Jue seemed to remember his childhood and Bai Fan's, and he suddenly called her elder sister.

Bai Fan was stunned. Since the last time they met, he had never called her this way. He thought that the two of them were new to each other, but he didn't expect …

Jing Jue didn't notice anything wrong with the white fan. His hands were still busy as he mumbled to himself, "Last time, Zhan Xiaolou ate a lot of small mice, so I want to make a lot of small mice this time. Also, Zhan Xiaolou doesn't like to use sesame oil …"

Bai Fan's originally joyous mood darkened when he heard Shi Yan call him 'War Tower'.

"Jue'er, do you like Battling Little Lou so much?"

"What?"

Jing Jue was stunned as he looked at the white fan. He did not know why she suddenly asked this question. Could it be that his performance was too obvious?

Bai Shan pursed his lips, a trace of unwillingness flashed past his eyes, but he still said softly: "Did you know? This morning, the empress announced to the world that Feng Yushu is going to be married to Zhan Lou. "

Jing Jue was stunned for a few seconds, then burst out laughing.

"How is that possible? Even if the empress forced her, she wouldn't marry her. You don't have to test me here. "

On one hand, he had been in the kitchen since morning. On the other hand, Nan had instructed the others not to tell Jing this matter.

Jing Jue's body was getting better and better, and the detoxification process was getting smoother and smoother. Zhan Xiaolou said that it was because his mentality had improved.