My Sister is the Female Team Leader

The leg injury was more serious than expected. He hurt a bone. Pei Xian didn't want to be hospitalized. After talking to the doctor, he was told to cultivate at home for at least half a month, and he was stunned at that time.

Half a month?

"I want to shoot, how can it be possible in half a month"

"..."

The little assistant on the side listened with annoyance and irritation. Would you mind shooting at this time? It's fine without breaking the leg.

"Oba, think about it from another angle. The Redvelvet event is over. Just so, you can take a good rest at home and don't go out." Lin Danni couldn't think of any other words to comfort him. After holding back for a long time, she could only comfort him.

At the beginning, Pei Xian didn't quite understand the meaning of this sentence. When she realized her true meaning, it had been several days.

The doctor's words are not wrong.

This sentence was spoken by him after he met his good neighbor, and he showed him a video example of his bone injury and poor cultivation on the spot.

Pei Xian swears that he really didn't want to see a good neighbor holding a human leg bone to explain medical matters to himself, and before he left, he also sent a large box of Korean medicine.

Some can be used to drink, some can be used to soak your feet...

Eating and drinking is the existence of extremes and extremes. My parents change their tricks to cook soup and rice for him three times a day, but...every night, his sweet girlfriend prepares a ‘love’ supper for him.

"This...Do I really want to drink it?"

He didn’t even change his pajamas. Pei Xian sat at the table and looked at the unknown object on the table, the dark soup, and a few black stones. I don’t know what the black strips are, if they are slightly curled. At one point, he must suspect that it was some kind of human excrement.

"It shouldn't be the cake of rice cake, right"

It was so alike, Pei Xian couldn't help but ask. As soon as he asked, Park Xiurong was bounced on his forehead.

There is not much strength, but it's really... it's still a bit painful.

"It's a bit painful" covering his forehead, Pei Xian yelled subconsciously. Seeing Pu Xiurong's dissatisfied expression, he instantly confessed that he did not dare to look at her.

Park Xiurong slowly retracted his gaze, and patiently explained to him, “It’s bitter gourd, plus Korean medicine, brown sugar, and pig’s feet. I cooked it for three hours. It’s said to be most suitable for people with broken feet or broken feet. , You drink it"

"..." Forget about bitter gourd, Korean medicine? Pig's feet? What kind of strange combination is this?

Pei Xian swallowed quietly, feeling that the palms of his hands were sweating, raised his eyes and looked at Park Xiurong, his gaze fell on her clothes. Her clothes were too large for her, wide and loose, and they had all shoulders on one side. Leaked out.

All right...In order to see this scenery every day in the future, you should have diarrhea if you have diarrhea.

Park Xiurong held her chin, watched Pei Xian lift the entire pot and drank it, feeling so contented in her heart that she was blocked by the pot, and she couldn't see how Pei Xian's face was.

Do you like it too much? Want to drink all of the pot if you like it?

When he was training at home these days, Pu Xiurong left some trivial itineraries and looked at him here. It was a sense of what it was like to take care of others. Although Pei Xian didn’t need her to take care of him, the most thing he did every day was the apartment building and this. Walking back and forth to give him the tonic soup carefully made by his elders.

Although half of it went into her stomach...

I drank half of the pot in one breath. The first bite was very nasty, but after a few bites, I couldn't taste the taste anymore, but all the stamina was there. Pei Xian put down the pot and doubled the toxic gas. Get into your own internal organs as hard as barrier-free.

That taste.... It's really the rhythm that thousands of troops can be poisoned to death.

"How is it? Is it delicious?" As soon as he put it down, Piao Xiurong couldn't help but ask, looking at him nervously and expectantly, afraid that she was not good at cooking, and nervously asked, "Is it not good? Is it bitter?" I still took the bitter gourd and dried it, saying that the bitterness would not be so obvious."

.....

Bae Xian feels that something is wrong with her, dry? Good guy, all the essence has been boiled out.

Then it went into his stomach.

"It's okay, the taste is okay, I have the pork knuckle meat, it's very good"

Pushing the tears back, Pei Xian squeezed out a smile very hard, letting the tears flow back into his heart silently.

"Really... but Ouba, your eyes are red." Pu Xiurong leaned closer and looked at Pei Xian's eyes carefully, red as if he had cried, suddenly understood something in his heart, and smiled embarrassingly, "Sorry, I cook. not too good..."

"The food is delicious." Pei Xian tried his best to make himself look relaxed.

In fact, compared to the supper a few days ago, it already exists very well.

Park Xiurong walked to him, looked at the little bit left in the pot, and leaned over to smell the smell. It might not be as ‘fragrant’ as it was when it was just cooked, but now it feels a bit strange.

"I'll take a sip and have a look"

"do not want"

Otherwise you will die!

Pei Xian didn’t want to call the ambulance in the middle of the night because Pu Xiurong drank her own soup. After stopping her, he reached out and held the hand that wanted to go to take the pot, and quickly shook his head, "You boiled it for me, you can’t drink it. "

Something's wrong, is it really difficult to drink and then he drank it abruptly?

Pu Xiurong suddenly came up with this idea, and there is evidence to prove that this man is already a habitual offender.

Whether it's cooking by yourself, making milk tea or making soup.

Thinking of this, she sat on his lap without anyone beside her, rubbing Pei Xian's face harder, threatening him with a sweet and soft tone.

"Yeah Bae Heon, you can't follow me too much"

"Shun?"

Pei Xian didn't even think about it, and said directly, "If I don't follow you, who else can follow?"

"Um..." seems to make sense.

Park Xiurong calmed down. Thinking about his performance, she also made herself feel a little more secure. At least in cooking, she thought it would be better to praise than to refuse all the time.

It's either uneaten or unpalatable.

Pei Xian looked at her as if she was thinking about something, without looking at herself, his expression was blank.

I wanted to tease her to hold her on her face and kiss her, but her head leaned over and was blocked by her within a second.

"Don't move, it smells" Pu Xiurong blushed and covered his mouth, glanced at the things on the table, feeling guilty inexplicably.

She doesn't want to kiss bitter gourd...

Pei Xian didn't know that she had temporarily become a bitter gourd in her heart, and she frowned silently and suggested that she let go.

"Yeah... Pasuyong, have you forgotten whose lap you are sitting on now?"

Knowing that she was at fault, Park Xiurong blinked with a guilty conscience and looked away, and slowly walked off his lap. "Um...I won't add weight to your lap, I'll go to feed the rice cake~www.readwn.com~What about the rice cake?"

...

The dining table suddenly became quiet, and Pei Xian looked around and felt a little bit of trouble.

Usually when they are at home, the rice cake sticks and refuses to go, but today they were at home all day without seeing it jumping.

After a moment of silence, the two looked at each other, and the same thought made them sound at the same time.

"the fat is in the fire!"

"Ah, rice cakes, if you bite my album again, you will die. Be careful I eat dog meat hot pot tomorrow!"

"Nian Gao... Don't let me see you bite my album badly again"

Park Xiurong quickly ran to the study room on the second floor where the album was stored, and unexpectedly found the white dumpling under the shelf.

At this moment, I am holding an album with a black cover and biting happily.

"Ah! Rice cakes!"