Imperial capital.

Qin Zong's body has recovered a lot, but he has not eaten for a long time and can only eat some liquid food in a short period of time.

The Qian family has a private kitchen and is good at craftsmanship. Young Master Yan thought about it and decided to cook the meal by himself.

The chef was a little surprised when he heard Yan Tao’s purpose, “Mr. Yan means, are you here to cook porridge for Mr. Qin?”

At this time, few young people could cook.

What's more, the young man in front of him is cold and indifferent. He looks like a noble young master who is pampered and has to cook with his own hands?

Yan Tao nodded slightly, "I'll do it."

The chef gave out the kitchen and stepped back to the door, but he thought to himself: Mr. Yan wouldn't blow up my kitchen, right?

He spoke tentatively, "Young Master Yan, have you cooked?"

The boy put on an apron, held a kitchen knife in plain white hand, and chopped the chicken into pieces in two swishes.

Wash, remove the fishy smell, and throw it into a pressure cooker to stew.

At the same time, I went to wash rice and make porridge.

When the strong aroma of chicken soup and porridge spread, even Qian Lao couldn't sit still.

This is so fragrant.

"Uncle Wang, what delicious food did you cook today?"

Xu Mo touched his stomach and turned to the kitchen. Chef Wang, who was standing at the door, shook his head and smiled bitterly, "I haven't made it yet. It's Mr. Yan who is making chicken soup."

"It smells so good!"

As soon as Lian Feng smelled the fragrance, he guessed that it was Yan Tao who was cooking. He ran over excitedly and stared at the boy holding a bowl of soup.

"Shen Yan, can you give me a bowl?"

Yan Tao glanced at the door and said in a low voice, "There is still in the pot, put it yourself."

Lian Feng quickly served himself a big bowl, just kidding, and if he didn't seize the opportunity, he wouldn't know when the next time he ate it.

Xu Mo looked at Lian Feng serving soup spoonful by spoonful, and spoke up leisurely, "You are really not afraid of dying of death."

At the same time, he was thinking in his heart, this soup is quite fragrant, is it really that delicious?

The facts tell him that it is ten times better than he thought!

"Lien Feng! You despicable villain, can you finish drinking so much soup?! You will give me half of this chicken from my house!"

"You're so beautiful!"

The robbery here was so exciting, and Young Master Yan had already pushed open Qin Zong's door.

Xiaoqi giggled: It’s a welfare!

Qin Zong sat on the bed casually. He was wearing only black trousers. The muscle lines on his solid chest were perfectly smooth. The mermaid lines on both sides of his lower abdomen were very seductive. They extended down to the waistline and were blocked by the trousers.

When he was sleeping, his skin still felt weak and pale, but at this time the man was sitting on the edge of the bed, putting his white shirt on his arms, and looking at the boy standing by the door with a pair of phoenix eyes under his messy black hair, only to make people feel temptation and fascination.

Yan Tao didn't expect that it was time for him to come here.

The long legs moved into the room and closed the door. The light in the boy's peach blossom eyes flowed, lingering on the man's naked chest, with no cover in his eyes.

The boy put the lunch on the dining table, bent his index finger to his lips, peach blossom eyes stared at him, and whistled in a teasing way.

Qin Zong's handsome eyes moved, and his expression changed into clothes as usual. When he walked to the boy, his delicate and perfect handsome face approached the boy's head. "It's a good habit to knock on the door."

The boy shrugged: "It's a pity that I didn't."
Chapter completed!