Level One Boss: Robbing A Marriage

Minan opened his mouth, Xu Chengyan could no longer close him outside the door, released the doorknob and turned to Minan.

Dai Qing let in and closed the door. After approaching Min Nan, he put the fruit in his hand on the coffee table and then looked at Min Nan and asked, "Is it better?"

Minan's nose was not breathable and she felt very uncomfortable. She covered her nose with a tissue and nodded her head.

Dai Qing asked her to dress thinly, and frowned slightly: "Why don't you wear more if you are sick?"

"It's okay." Minan threw his nose wipes into the trash can.

Xu Chengyan ran to her room today, took her a coat, and forced her to put it on.

Dai Qingrang glanced at him and squatted there, gave Xu Nanyan to zip the clothes of Minan, and looked at Minan again: "The weather has been cold recently and it is easy to get sick. I bought some green onions and ginger, so I will cook for you Chengtang, it should be effective after drinking."

Xu Chengyan rubbed up and stood up: "I'm going."

Before Dai Qingrang spoke, he heard Minan say: "You still forget, don't burn the kitchen for me."

Xu Chengyan pouted, his face unhappy.

He seemed useless!

And still in front of rivals.

This makes him very faceless!

Dai Qing gave him a glance, took off his coat and put it on the sofa, took onion and **** from the bag, and entered the kitchen.

Xu Chengyan sat down on the sofa and rarely got silent.

Minan looked at him: "Is angry?"

He snorted softly, don't look too proud.

Seeing him like this, Min Nan felt naive: "Am I wrong? You can't even cook white porridge, can you still cook **** soup?"

"Although the congee was cooked by Dai Qing yesterday, can I help?"

When Dai Qingrang went to the bathroom, he looked at the fire beside him, which was also helpful.

Min Nan knew clearly that he had thanked him without help, but she didn't take it out.

"You alone will definitely not be able to boil the **** soup. If my kitchen is burned, my parents will definitely kick you out when he comes back. If he loves to boil, let him boil it. What do you care about with him?"

Xu Chengyan, who was very depressed just now, was happy when she heard this, and she smiled and said, "Nan Nan, in fact, you want to keep me in your house, right? So I worry that I will be driven by my uncle and aunt." Go out."

Min Nan pushed his head away: "You think too much."

Xu Chengyan said voluntarily: "I know this must be the case."

Min Nan ignored him, drinking slowly while holding the glass.

After a while, Dai Qing let the green **** soup come out of the kitchen, with a thick white mist above the bowl.

It was probably a little hot. He placed it carefully on the coffee table in front of Minan.

Smelling the pungent onion and **** smell, Minan's brow twisted into twists: "Hurry up and go, it's so bad."

Dai Qingrang wore an iron-grey shirt, with a sleeve stretched up, his small arm exposed, and a scar about three centimeters long on his right arm. Unlike a new one, it should be many years.

He saw Minan buried his face in the pillow and covered his nose with the pillow. He smiled gently: "It smells a bit pungent, but the effect is good, you try it."

Min Nan looked disgusted: "If I drink it, I will spit out the breakfast I have."

Dai Qing said with a good temper: "No, you can taste it first."

Minan's head shook like a rattle.