Feng proud of the world: the king is too black

Chapter 202 Love Has Many Ways

Luo Jun'er's cheeks were slightly red, she smiled softly, looked at Nangong Yilu embarrassedly, then lowered her head, nervously tugging at the silk handkerchief in her hand.

Ji Qin'er smiled slightly, anyone with a discerning eye could tell that Luo Jun'er liked Nangong Yilu, she glanced at Nangong Yilu lightly, and it happened that Nangong Yilu was also looking at her, that look seemed to blame her for talking too much.

Ji Qin'er made a cute face at him, then looked at Luo Jun'er and said, "Jun'er, you are the daughter of the Luo family, how could we have the nerve to let you be our maid? Things like cooking bird's nest porridge are the next thing to do." things people do.”

After finishing speaking, Ji Qin'er glanced outside the door. From the smashed door, one could see the front yard, where Yang Ruosi's figure was still swaying.

Luo Jun'er's cheeks became redder, and she felt hot. Ji Qin'er said that she liked to get along with her very much. When she heard her ask herself this, she thought she would let her be Nangong Yilu's concubine. When Lu shot at Luo Riyao, Luo Jun'er fell in love with him at first sight.

Although she doesn't understand martial arts, she feels that this man has a higher level of cultivation than Ji Qin'er, especially when she saw the palm he gave Luo Riyao, she was even more sure that this man was stronger than Ji Qin'er. Mysterious and bolder.

It was the first time that Luo Jun'er saw a man who made her heart flutter at the first meeting. She was more eager to get him than Yang Ruosi. Which man in Chu Yun Kingdom didn't have three wives and four concubines?

Now hearing Ji Qin'er's words, her cheeks are hot. Is it because she doesn't like the man who shares her with her, or does she not understand what she means?
From now on, I will cook bird's nest porridge for Nangong Yilu. I don't have to be his maid to cook it. If I become his woman, I can take care of him for the rest of my life.

"Sister Qin'er, haven't you cooked bird's nest porridge for your son?" Luo Jun'er raised her head and looked at Ji Qin'er with a smile. Although she is the daughter of the Luo family, her cooking skills are no worse than the cook's. She secretly watched Taking a look at Ji Qin'er's fingers, the ten fingers are slender and fairer than the snow, and one can tell at a glance that the ten fingers do not occupy the spring water.

Ji Qin'er nodded, and said frankly: "No, I don't need to do these tasks."

Nangong Yilu looked at her with a smile that was not a smile, the smile and tenderness in the deep eyes became stronger and stronger, this woman had never cooked him a meal, even when he was at Skull Mountain. He was the one who took care of her, and Ah Zi prepared most of the food.

Ji Qin'er ignored his gaze and pretended not to look at him.

"Sister Qin'er, you have taught me since my little mother that after marriage, you should take good care of your husband, be considerate of him, and learn a good dish. Then..."

"I know, Jun'er, stop talking. I understand what you mean. In fact, I heard a long time ago that if you want to grab a man's heart, you have to grab his stomach. Isn't that what you mean? I understand, but if a wife does all these tasks, what do we need a maid for? In ancient times, families with a slightly better living standard would hire workers. Now that we have hired a job, we are the masters. You have to act like a master, as someone else's wife, you don't have to make porridge for your husband to love and take care of him. There are many ways to love, such as..." Ji Qin'er interrupted Luo Jun'er, eloquently Jedi said, she took a meaningful look at Nangong Yilu who was still drinking tea, like what, she won’t talk about it later, you don’t need to let Luo Juner know about her and Nangong Yilu, she doesn’t know how to order pastries , can't cook bird's nest porridge, but it doesn't mean that she doesn't love Nangong Yilu, or that she doesn't take good care of Nangong Yilu.

If a woman knows nothing but washing and cooking, this woman is really useless. Washing and cooking were fine in ancient times. How many people wash by hand in modern times?Cooking, modern people, the living standard is higher, the rhythm is like an airplane, if you can’t cook, you can go out to eat, there are more girls who can’t wash and cook, and they can marry into a wealthy family and live happily Happy and rich life?
Therefore, the ancient thinking and the thinking of modern people are really far apart. Ji Qin'er smiled sweetly and looked at Nangong Yilu, not knowing what he was thinking.

Luo Jun'er's face turned pale and green after being told by Ji Qin'er, so she refused to accept her to enter the door of Nangong Yilu?

Luo Jun'er looked at Nangong Yilu, she still didn't know his name, Ji Qin'er called him "Xuan Xuan", but she knew that this was not his real name, Xuan Xuan... from Ji Qin'er's mouth, It was intimate, but she felt uncomfortable listening to it.

"Sister Qin'er is right. There are many ways to take care of your husband." Luo Jun'er smiled, and then asked Nangong Yilu: "Mr. Xuan, is the bird's nest porridge cooked by Jun'er delicious?"

Nangong Yilu raised his eyebrows, and glanced at Luo Jun'er lightly, Mr. Xuan?Why does it sound weird?

Luo Jun'er raised her small face slightly, looked at Nangong Yilu expectantly, saw him frowning, and asked in a daze, "Mr. Xuan, isn't Jun'er's bird's nest porridge delicious?" Impossible, she tried it, and it tastes good. Why is he frowning?

Ji Qin'er sat on the side, eating bird's nest porridge slowly, looking at them with interest, Nangong Yilu never looked at Luo Jun'er, Luo Jun'er sat opposite him, and Ji Qin'er sat beside him , he turned slightly, and kept looking at Ji Qin'er, Ji Qin'er's appearance of watching a play made him really want to hit her on the head.

Luo Jun'er felt bitter, why did she feel that with Ji Qin'er by his side, he wouldn't see her in his eyes?She looked out of place in front of them?
Was Ji Qin'er always the only one in his eyes?

Now, Ji Qin'er is looking at him, he is looking at Ji Qin'er, they are flirting in front of her, completely ignoring her, can she not feel bitter?

"Mr. Xuan?" Luo Jun'er leaned slightly, trying to call Nangong Yilu's gaze to himself.

Nangong Yilu turned his head slowly, Luo Xiner's heart thumped, he finally saw himself!
Nangong Yilu raised his eyebrows slightly, his gaze fell on Luo Jun'er's face lightly, "What's the matter?" His voice was flat, without any emotion.

"Yan... Is the bird's nest porridge delicious?" Luo Jun'er was nervous and stuttered when speaking.

Nangong Yilu glanced at the empty bowl. The bird's nest porridge was good, but not delicious. When he was in Liuwangfu, the bird's nest porridge he ate was even more delicious than this bowl.

It's just that he was really hungry, so he ate it all up, and the taste was a little heavy. After eating, he drank a cup of tea.

"So-so." Nangong Yilu spit out three words lightly, it wasn't too bad, and it wasn't delicious, so-so was already the highest evaluation he gave her.

Luo Jun'er's face changed slightly when she heard this, and she turned to look at the maid standing beside her. Her expression was clearly blaming this maid for making the porridge so unpalatable.

(End of this chapter)