the purity of love

Chapter 175 Cooking Porridge
But Wang Jian waved his hand, "I'll take some medicine and I'll be fine!"

Bo Lan immediately asked him where the medicine was, and followed his instructions to find the stomach medicine he had prepared before.He has always had stomach problems, and she has been with him for so long but never found out. Thinking of this, Bo Lan couldn't help but feel a little guilty.

After serving him and taking the medicine, I thought that he would be fine, and I felt a little more settled. "How about I help you go to the room and lie down."

"It's okay! I'll go by myself!" Wang Jian stood up, but instead of going to the room, he walked into the kitchen, followed by Bo Lan.

"what are you doing?"

"I'll cook some porridge!"

Bo Lan remembered that he really didn't eat anything one night, and just ate a few mouthfuls of food with her, and she also remembered that he had been suggesting to eat some desserts later, and if he had followed him to eat at that time, maybe it would be all right.Thinking of this, she felt guilty again!
"Let me help you cook!"

"Okay!" In fact, he doubted whether she could cook a pot of porridge well. He has high requirements for drinking porridge, and he must not add too much water, but not too much, the whole pot of porridge will be too thin!But he doesn't intend to question her, as long as she is willing to do it, he will eat whatever she cooks today.

His main purpose was not to let her cook the porridge, but it was almost eleven o'clock now, and it would take four or ten minutes to make a pot of porridge. If she procrastinated by then, she probably wouldn't leave.

So she let her go to the kitchen to work, and went to sleep in the back room by herself.I thought I would never fall asleep, but because of the effect of the medicine, the pain in my stomach gradually subsided, and then I heard a little movement from the kitchen from time to time, knowing that she was there, and I felt very stable in my heart. He liked this feeling very much , she came back, right beside him.The peace in his heart made him feel relaxed and comfortable, so he gradually fell asleep.

"Wang Jian? Wang Jian?" Bo Lan gently pushed him. Seeing that he was sleeping so soundly, she didn't intend to wake him up, but she was afraid that his stomach would get worse even if he was hungry.

Wang Jian slept soundly. After a few pushes, he woke up and saw Bo Lan standing in front of his bed holding a bowl.So he quickly lifted the quilt up.

"Eat it in bed!"

"No, I'll go to the restaurant to eat!" He is really not used to it!

Bo Lan complied with him and brought the bowl to the dining room.

Wang Jian drank it with a spoonful... No, it should be said that he was eating porridge stewed by Bolan.In fact, it is not easy to define it as porridge, that is, a bowl of rotten rice.

He didn't say anything, just ate, and ate the whole bowl.This stupid woman really cooked a pot of porridge without adding anything to him.If it was indeed a pot of porridge, it would be fine, and he drank it, but it was still a pot of rotten rice, just such a free bowl, if she hadn't been sitting opposite, so quiet and obedient, he would definitely not be able to finish it.

As soon as Wang Jiang put down the bowls and chopsticks, Bo Lan put them away for him.

"Let me wash it tomorrow!" Wang Jian knew that Bo Lan was most afraid of washing dishes. She used to say that she would wash them tomorrow, but he couldn't help but wash them all. As long as he was at home, she would not wash a single dish.Later, I invited my aunt, so naturally I didn't have anything to do with her.

"It's okay, it's just a bowl! Go back and rest, I'll go back by myself in a while!"

Seeing her hurriedly put away the dishes to wash, she seemed to be in a hurry.Wang Jian murmured again, "It's late outside!" He reminded.

(End of this chapter)