Siheyuan: Poisoning Stick At The Start

Chapter 118 Wait for me and I’ll talk about it

He Yuyu felt that he was becoming less conservative in front of Lin Han.

Before squatting in a spittoon, washing inedia or something, it would pull up Wei Di.

But recently, she has not only been seen by Lin Han naturally, but also given to those outside the last line of defense, basically every night.

Now that the period is coming, it is even more serious.

The first time she told Lin Han, she was handled so directly by the other party.

But she was only half-resistance, except for being shy, she was shy, and she had no real thoughts of anger at all.

It’s over”, little brat, I’ve completely planted you in my hands…

After the kiss, He Yuyu looked at Lin Han, who continued to cool down the brown sugar water for himself, as if complaining and feeling moved.

Lin Han knows that women are very emotional, and if He Yuyu can say that, it means that she is really close.

“12Then when your period is over, how about your husband rewarding you with a package that won’t come during your period in October?” The corner of Lin Han’s mouth raised.

Hearing this, He Yuyu’s pretty face flushed, but he did not directly refuse as in the past.

She tilted her head and snorted: “I’ll talk about it when you wait.”

Hearing this, Lin Han was very excited and couldn’t stop smiling.

He continued to blow the brown sugar water, and after making sure that the temperature was not hot, he helped He Yuyu and made her drink it.

Then, Lin Han started to help He Yuyu rub his stomach again.

With such meticulous care, He Yuyu of course knew what the other party was thinking.

But she didn’t regret it.

Anyway, sooner or later.

It is better to get rid of the pain as soon as possible than to be nervous all the time.

“Little boy, I want to eat pig’s trotters.”

“Okay, I’ll give it to you.

Lin Han immediately went to work in front of the stove.

Although it’s still early for dinner, it’s almost time to wait until the pig’s trotters are good.

As for where the pig’s trotters came from, to put it bluntly, in Lin Han’s storage space, there are all kinds of common meats.

He eats dinner with He Yuyu almost every day, and naturally prepares some vegetables and meat for He Yuyu’s house.

Doing this is equivalent to eliminating the step of fetching ingredients from the storage space in front of He Yuhui.

“Do you make pork trotters at home?”

“After the mourning, the water should be fried with sugar.

“Put all the seasonings and aniseed in it, and then put it on a small fire, it should be fine…

Lin Han’s cooking skills can only be said to be very average.

Seeing how clumsy he was while pondering, He Yuyu who was lying on the bed had a smile on his face, and his eyes all followed Lin Han.

When the pig’s trotters finally started to rise, Lin Han started to make porridge with black sesame, red dates and wolfberry.

It may be that blood loss caused the loss of nutrition and physical strength. After He Yuyu smelled the fragrance, he was already hungry and swallowed.

She mumbled: “Little boy, are you alright, what kind of porridge are you cooking, it’s very fragrant..

“I’m coming.”

Lin Han put the cooked porridge in a bowl, walked to the bed and sat down, scooped a spoonful with a spoon, and said while blowing: “I put black sesame seeds, red dates, and wolfberry to nourish your blood. It’s good to eat this for your period.”

Hearing this, He Yuyu was obviously moved by Lin Han’s thoughts, her nose was sore, tears fell from the corners of her eyes, and her smile was extremely happy: “Hey me.

“good.

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Lin Han replied, feeding her one bite at a time with a spoon.

In the last sentence, Lin Han ate it himself, and then fed it.

He Yuyu received the photos correctly, and said with a blushing face: “What else? It’s delicious.”

“Yes, there are still a few bowls in the pot, let’s eat together when the pig’s trotters are ready.

Lin Han scratched her Joan nose.

He Yuyu lay down on his side and looked at Lin Han with nostalgic eyes: “You will feed me later.

“Okay, hello.

Under Lin Han’s butt is a small bench, his hands are crossed on the side of the bed, his chin is on his arms, and his eyes are opposite to He Yuhui.

The pot of Ping pig’s trotter is still steaming hot..

No matter how lively the outside becomes because of the holiday, the two people in the house are not disturbed, immersed in each other’s love and warmth…