Su Moliang heard his doting and helpless tone, and his heart warmed up. He leaned his head against his chest and listened to his heartbeat with his ears.

"You don't have to do anything, just live by my side." Knowing that he was plagued by cold, Su Moliang's biggest wish now is that he can be safe and sound.

When Jun Haocang heard this, he looked down at the head in front of him. The hot things in his chest were expanding. He knew that it was touching and happiness.

He wanted to leave everything behind, and he ignored everything from Jiuyou Continent and the deep hatred of the sea of ​​blood. He just hugged her and hugged her forever.

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

Su Moliang was slightly stunned and looked up at him in surprise.

Jun Hao's pale face turned a little red because of embarrassment.

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

"Yes." Jun Haocang was not embarrassed. These days, he hadn't eaten because he was seriously ill and angry. Now that he was in a good mood, he was naturally hungry.

Seeing that he admitted so frankly, Su Moliang chuckled and then got up: "I'll get some food for you."

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

Su Moliang had no choice but to say: "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 tangled child at this moment, pulling Su Moliang and refusing to let go.

He was afraid that Su Moliang would leave for a long time.

Su Moliang shook his head with a chuckle: "I won't leave, how can I help you get some food?"

Jun Haocang curled 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 with your own hands."

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

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

After saying that, she quickly got up and arrived at the so-called kitchenette.

Looking at the table of materials, she suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

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

If she had known it, she would have learned two dishes.

Forget it, if you can't cook, just get some soup to warm up his body.

Thinking of this, Su Moliang threw several ingredients into the pot and boiled them in clean water.

Jun Haocang, in the distance, saw her busy look, smiled slightly on his lips. It felt like his wife was taking care of her husband and busy in the kitchen.

However, looking at her clumsy appearance, Jun Haocang could not imagine that his woman looked so powerful on weekdays, but she was an idiot when cooking.

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

At this time, Su Moliang walked over quickly with a bowl of soup, with a smile on his face, warm, and even if he didn't have to drink, it would warm into Jun Haocang's heart.

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

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

Seeing his willful look, Su Moliang shook his head with a chuckle. Seeing that he was weak, she still obediently sat by the couch, blowing the soup from the spoon while handing it to his mouth.

Jun Haocang watched Su Moliang take care of him so carefully, Binglan's eyes flashed with light that made people unable to move away. If he looked at him, he would probably not be able to stand such a pure gaze.

Fortunately, Su Moliang was concentrating on feeding the soup and did not notice the excitement and 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, so he didn't care about the soup handed to his mouth, and he swallowed it in one bite.

It's not hot, but the smell makes him froze.

Seeing his stiff expression, Su Moliang stared at him in shock. He 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 enduring something.

Su Moliang frowned in confusion: "Nothing is added. I saw so many ingredients on the table and didn't know which one is better, so I almost poured it in. I heard that it seems that it can be cooked like this.

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Didn’t all the hot pot be poured in before? Is there any health soup that can be cooked in one pot?

When Jun Haocang heard this, he held back the strong strange smell in his mouth and smiled and nodded: "Yes, yes, that's right."

Seeing his strange expression, Su Moliang asked in confusion: "What's wrong? Does it taste bad? I'll try it."

As she said that, she wanted to scoop a spoonful and hand it into her mouth.

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

Seeing that he was so abnormal, Su Moliang felt something was wrong, so he grabbed the soup bowl from him again, scooped it into his mouth.

A pungent smell instantly rushed straight into his forehead, and Su Moliang's unbearable desire was about to spurt out.

Jun Haocang, however, had quick eyes and quick hands. He reached out and pressed the back of her head, kissed her lips, and sucked all the soup from her mouth into his mouth.

Su Moliang was shocked and was about to struggle, but Jun Haocang had already let go of her gently, staring at her with a strong teasing, his lips held an ambiguous silver thread, and he looked at Su

Mo Liang's ears turned red and he was very embarrassed.

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

Jun Haocang's pale lips became rosy 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 of it."

"You" Su Moliang couldn't stand his hot sight, and the ambiguous love words that made people's cheeks burned, for a moment, he was at a loss.

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

When Su Moliang heard this, he frowned: "You should stop drinking so badly."

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

When Su Moliang saw this, his expression was entangled.

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

Looking at her worried gaze, Jun Haocang grinned, blocked her waist and took her whole body to bed: "If you are afraid that I have something, stay with me tonight."

"You did it on purpose, right?" Drinking the soup on purpose made her feel guilty, so she had to stay by his side and let him send him.

When Jun Haocang heard this, he frowned in pain, and his handsome face looked a little pitiful: "I am a patient now, can't I give in to me?"

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

A trace of cunning flashed through Jun Hao's eyes, and a smirk faintly appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Of course it's not enough to drink soup, don't you still want to eat you!"
Chapter completed!