Su Moliang's heart warmed when she heard his doting and helpless tone. She leaned her head on his chest and listened to his heartbeat with her ears.

"You don't have to do anything, just live well by my side." Knowing that he was suffering from cold illness, Su Moliang's biggest wish now was that he would be safe and sound.

When Jun Haocang heard this, he lowered his head and looked at the head in front of him. The hot thing in his chest was swelling. He knew that it was moved and that it was happiness.

He really wanted to leave everything behind, not caring about the Jiuyou Continent or the blood feud, and just hold her in his arms until the end of time.

However, this quiet and happy moment was broken by the growling sound from his stomach.

Su Moliang was stunned for a moment and looked up at him in surprise.

Jun Haocang's pale complexion was stained a little crimson due to embarrassment.

Seeing this, Su Moliang burst out laughing, "Are you hungry?"

"Yeah." Jun Haocang didn't hesitate. He hadn't eaten these days because of his serious illness and anger. Now that he's in a better mood, he's naturally hungry.

Seeing his frank admission, Su Moliang chuckled, then got up and said, "I'll get you something to eat."

Jun Haocang pulled her back and shook his head domineeringly: "Don't leave my sight."

Su Moliang was helpless: "But you are weak now, what should you do if you are hungry?"

"I don't want you to leave." Jun Haocang was like a clinging child at this moment, dragging Su Moliang and refusing to let go.

He was afraid that once Su Moliang left, he would be gone for a long time.

Su Moliang laughed and shook his head: "How can I help you get food if I don't leave?"

Jun Haocang raised his lips and smiled, pointing to the side hall: "There is a small kitchen over there, and there are some ingredients. I want you to cook it for me."

Su Moliang didn't expect that although Jun Haocang lived in a low-class house like her, the equipment was different. It seemed that Elder Jin was afraid that his disciple would suffer, so he specially ordered someone to prepare it.

Su Moliang thought and nodded slightly: "Okay, just wait, I'll cook it here."

After saying this, she quickly stood up and came to the so-called small kitchen.

Looking at the materials on the table, she suddenly felt a little confused.

What should I do? She can't cook at all.

If she had known earlier, she should have learned two dishes.

Forget it, I can't cook, just make some soup to warm him up.

Thinking about it, Su Moliang threw several ingredients into the pot at random, mixed them with water and started boiling them.

Jun Haocang, who was far away, saw her fussing around, and a slight smile appeared on his lips. It felt like a wife taking care of her husband and busying herself in the kitchen.

However, looking at her clumsiness, Jun Haocang could not imagine that his woman, who usually looked so strong, was an idiot when it came to cooking.

However, Su Moliang did not disappoint him, and soon he could smell the fragrance.

At this time, I saw Su Moliang walking over quickly with a bowl of soup, a smile on his face. It was so warm that it warmed Jun Haocang's heart even if he didn't need to drink it.

"The soup is ready, drink it while it's hot." Su Moliang carefully handed the soup bowl to him.

Jun Haocang stared at her, unwilling to take over: "I want you to feed me."

Seeing his willful look, Su Moliang shook her head with laughter. Considering his weak body, she still sat obediently by the couch, blowing on the soup from the spoon and passing it to his mouth.

Jun Haocang looked at Su Moliang taking care of him so meticulously, his icy blue eyes sparkling with a light that was hard to look away from. If he were to look at her, he would probably not be able to bear such a naked gaze.

Fortunately, Su Moliang was concentrating on feeding the soup and didn't notice the excitement in his eyes.

"Be careful, it's hot!" Su Moliang blew again and again, for fear of burning him.

But Jun Haocang's eyes were full of Su Moliang, and he didn't care about the soup that was handed to his mouth. He swallowed it in one gulp without even looking at it.

It wasn't hot, but the smell made him freeze.

Seeing that his expression was stiff and he was staring at her in shock, Su Moliang panicked and asked quickly: "What's wrong? Is it very hot?"

"Liang'er, what did you add to the soup?" Jun Haocang asked calmly, as if he was holding back something.

Su Moliang frowned in confusion: "I didn't add anything. There were so many ingredients on the table and I didn't know which one was better, so I poured almost all of them in. I heard that soup can be cooked like this.

"

In the past, when making hot pot, didn’t you just pour everything in? There are also health soups that can be cooked in one pot.

When Jun Haocang heard this, he suppressed the strong smell in his mouth and nodded with a smile: "Yeah, yes, that's right."

Seeing his strange expression, Su Moliang asked doubtfully, "What's wrong? Does it taste bad? Let me try it."

As she said this, she wanted to scoop up a spoon and put it into her mouth.

Seeing this, Jun Haocang grabbed the soup bowl and said, "No, it's really delicious."

Seeing how abnormal he was, Su Moliang felt that something was fishy, ​​so she took the soup bowl from his hand again, took a scoop and put it into his mouth.

A pungent smell instantly hit his forehead, and Su Moliang was so unbearable that he wanted to spurt out.

Jun Haocang, however, had quick eyes and quick hands. He stretched out his hand to hold the back of her head, kissed her lips, and sucked all the soup in her mouth into his mouth.

Su Moliang was startled and was about to struggle, but Jun Haocang had already gently let go of her. His ice-blue eyes staring at her closely were full of teasing, and his lips held an ambiguous silver thread, looking at Su Moliang.

Mo Liang's ears turned red and she was extremely embarrassed.

"Jun Haocang, what are you doing!" Su Moliang growled in shame and anger.

Jun Haocang's pale lips turned red because of the kiss just now, and he smiled softly: "No, I just want to say that the soup you cooked for me is delicious, and I don't want to waste a drop."

"You" Su Moliang couldn't stand his hot gaze and his ambiguous love words that made her cheeks burn. For a moment, she was at a loss.

"I'm hungry, feed me quickly!" Jun Haocang smiled and pointed to the soup bowl in her hand.

Su Moliang frowned when he heard this: "It tastes so bad, so you'd better stop drinking it."

Seeing that she was about to take it away, Jun Haocang immediately grabbed it and drank it all.

When Su Moliang saw this, his expression was tangled.

She couldn't stand the strange smell just now, let alone Jun Haocang, who was sick. Is there really no problem?

Looking at her worried eyes, Jun Haocang grinned lightly, grabbed her waist, and took her to bed: "If you are afraid of me, just stay with me tonight."

"You did it on purpose, didn't you?" Drinking that bowl of soup on purpose made her feel guilty, so she had no choice but to stay by his side and let him do what he wanted.

Hearing this, Jun Haocang frowned in pain, and his handsome face looked a little pitiful: "I'm sick now, can't you just let me go?"

Seeing this, Su Moliang was quite helpless and still worried about his health: "Aren't you hungry? Can you just drink soup?"

There was a hint of cunning in Jun Hao's eyes, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Of course the soup is not enough, I have to eat you too!"
Chapter completed!