Chapter 137 Chicken Soup

It's already the end of spring, and summer is coming quietly. The air is full of unstoppable humidity and sultry heat.

It rained in the evening. When it was dark, although the air was still wet, it was always much cooler.

It was hard to coax Xiaoli back to Du Xiang's room. It was already midnight. After An Qiaoya stretched out and sent Fuer back to bed first, he silently ran to the pavilion on the lakeside in the backyard to cool down.

"Wow, my neck is so sore..." I pulled my hands back to expand my chest. By the way, I circled my neck a few times, and finally felt that my shoulders were not so tight.

People who settle down love lotus flowers, which can be seen from the lotus poles in all the lakes belonging to Anfu. Because it has just rained, although the air is still very humid, obviously after being moistened by the rain, those buds that are usually a little depressed by the sun are now raising their heads and straightening their chests. Even if the flowers have not yet bloomed, they can smell the faint fragrance.

An Joa withdrew her hands and lay on the railing in a forward posture, staring at a pool of lotus flowers in front of her, and unconsciously reached out to pull the flower bud closest to her. Well, she was a little itchy and wanted to take this words back to the vase in the room.

There was a sudden sound of rustling footsteps behind her, and it seemed that someone was walking in her direction.

Anchoa raised his eyebrows. Who else would want to come to enjoy the lotus at this time? Is it Fuer who wants to come to urge herself to go to bed again?

With all kinds of questions, An leaned lazily against the railing with her elbow and holding her head with her palms, half turned around and looked back. As if he had noticed Anchoya's movements, the man's movements suddenly accelerated. Just as Anchoa turned his head, he bounced up and down and directly ignored the ten-meter-long bridge in the middle of the lake and flew directly from the corridor, which fell in front of her. The navy blue clothes swinged slightly because of inertia.

When he raised his eyes, a handsome and uncast face came into his eyes. The bottomless black eyes still have the same doting and blame as when they first met.

"Third brother."

"Why don't you go back to the room?" An Shengjie held a tray in his hand and a stew cup on it. A light sideways, her clothes were placed in front of An Joya. By the time she came to her senses, An Shengjie had already sat down beside her.

An Qiaoya turned her head and looked at her third brother. Well, although she didn't want to admit it, now she looks like an ungrown child next to An Shengjie. Of course, there is also a more appropriate description, that is, the chicken next to the eagle. Good boy, although I know that the third brother is very tall, he looks thin. I didn't expect him to be quite strong. And that face is even more ecstatic when viewed from a close-up.

Well, such a person must be a best sought-after in modern times. It's easy to be a star.

"What are you looking at?" Even if he sat down, An Shengjie was still taller than An Qiaoya, so he had to lower his head to see her.

"Look at you, third brother." Without thinking, he said the words in his heart. An Qiaoya opened his eyes wide and continued to study the handsome face carved by God himself. "Third brother, have you ever said that you are really beautiful?"

"..." An Shengjie raised his eyebrows and felt a little embarrassed. "No." Whoever dares to say that he is beautiful should wait to see the Lord of Hell.

"It's a pity that they don't have vision. From my point of view, if the third brother dresses up as a woman, he will definitely be charming. Rubbing her chin, An Qiaoya raised her legs to the stool, narrowed her eyes, and nodded to An Shengjie. And she is also a frost beauty...

"Stop it, I can't pretend to be a woman." He bent his palm and tapped her head with his knuckles. An Shengjie put the tray on his hand in front of An Joa. "Come on, drink this while it's hot."

"It's not the third brother. I really think you are very suitable for women's clothing. Although the second brother is more beautiful when pretending to be a woman, the third brother's beauty is different from the second brother. It belongs to the kind of restrained and temperamental beauty, which makes people feel dizzy like a fairyland..." Master An Qiaoya has no time to pay attention to the tray in front of him, is still I am also happy to continue my comments.

An Shengjie sighed. Should he thank her for her insightful "beauty"?

Without talking, An Shengjie silently opened the lid of the stew cup. In a moment, a strong fragrance of chicken soup came to his face. An Qiaoya sniffed. All the words that originally wanted to praise the female version of the "third brother" disappeared. Finally, he was willing to look at the things in An Shengwei's hand. "It's so fragrant..."

An Shengjie put the porcelain soup on the tray into the stew cup and stroked it a few times, and the heat of the food suddenly became stronger.

"This chicken soup has been stewed for six hours. Drink it." Carefully put the tray on the stone table in the pavilion, and then waved for An Qiaoya to come over. The latter had long been enchanted by the fragrance. Seeing An Shengjie calling her, he immediately ran over and sat down on the stone bench.

An Shengjie smiled and put the whole tray in front of her. Anjoya immediately stretched out her impulsive claws and quickly picked up the spoon. After fishing for a piece of unrecognizable chicken, she was about to throw it into her mouth, but when she came to her mouth, she suddenly stopped, and then reluctantly put down the spoon and looked up at An Shengjie sitting opposite her, "Third brother, don't you eat it?"

An Shengjie didn't expect that she would suddenly ask this. He was stared and replied with a smile again, "This is specially stewed for you." It means that only she can drink it.

"Specially... stewed for me?" Asked in a daze, An Qiaoya suddenly remembered the embarrassing scene she saw in the projector earlier today, but she didn't expect that the third brother was the chicken soup cooked for her by a special underground chef, and he stayed in the kitchen for six hours!

Now I still bring it to her in person...

To be honest, it's a lie not to be moved by this situation! Miss An has always been a sentimental master. An Shengjie's heart alone is enough to make her eyes red and then cry in her heart. Alas, if she didn't hate trouble, otherwise she really wanted to receive the beautiful man in front of her with a good figure, martial arts and caring for people.

"Third brother...thank you." In addition, she didn't know what else she could say to express her gratitude to her unrelated brother.

"Stupid girl!" Although his face is still cold, An Shengjie is absolutely warm to An Joya - at least he will laugh.

"Eat it quickly. It's not good when it's cold." Pampering patting An Qiaoya's head, the pleasure in An Shengjie's eyes did not stop for a moment.

The bright apricot's eyes turned around, and An Qiaoya suddenly stood up and ran to the corridor under the stunned gaze of An Shengjie. "Third brother, wait for me. I'll go to the kitchen to get another pair of bowls and chopsticks."

While running, he turned around and waved to him, "Wait until I come back to eat together."

An Shengjie looked at the moon door that disappeared at the end of the corridor, shook her head helplessly, and then took out a dark and shiny pill-like thing from the cuffs and silently watched it lying motionless on the black glove.

How to tell her, in fact, in order to let her take the poison without being devoured, he put purple fennel and Tianzhongwei in the soup, and there are many tonic herbs - and these herbs, a big man will definitely spray noseble when he eats them...

Looking up at the bright moon plate reflected in the middle of the lake, An Shengjie felt entangled for the first time.

On the other hand, An Qiaoya ran to the kitchen with a smile all the way, but unexpectedly met a beautiful little man halfway and stopped her.

"Miss, please wait a moment."

"Hmm?!" Anjoya, who was about to open the kitchen door, looked at the arm in front of her in astonishment, and then slowly turned her face to face the owner of the hand, "Who are you? Why are you stopping me?"

"Miss." The little man blessed her, and then straightened his waist and looked at An Joya. If you have something to do, please ask the young lady to wait for a moment.

With the orange light from the lantern hanging by the door, Anjoya narrowed her eyes and finally saw the appearance of the little man.

Good boy! This guy is really good-looking! According to her visual measurement, she is about 70 years old and thin, but the skin on her face is white and transparent and smoother than women. Two not thick eyebrows are bent against the wavy eyes, with a beautiful nose and pale pink lips. Although she wears simple clothes, There is no denying that he still looks beautiful - and easy to be knocked down.

However, Anjoya frowned. Why did she always feel as if she had seen him somewhere?

"Miss?!" Seeing that An Qiaoya did not answer, the beautiful little boy stretched out his palm and waved in front of her.

"Well...what's the matter?" Withdrawing her eyes, a woman blinked and asked.

"The little one's name is Ayi. I only entered the house more than two months ago. Because the house is really too big, the little one accidentally got lost. I want to ask Miss Wangyue Pavilion how to get there."

"Wangyue Pavilion?" Isn't that the eldest brother's study?" It's so late, what are you going to do in Wangyue Pavilion? An Qiaoya frowned doubtfully, "Also, you just said your name is Ayi?" Ayi, why are you so familiar...

"Exactly, the small one is called Ayi. In fact, I just met the general manager on the road. He said that he had something urgent to discuss with the young master, but the young master was not in the room, so let me go to the Wangyue Pavilion to have a look.

"Oh..." Although An Qiaoya was full of questions, she didn't ask in the end. "Then wait for me. I'll take a pair of bowls and chopsticks first and then take you to the eldest brother."

"Okay, little thank you, Miss." Ayi made another bow to An Qiaoya.

So An Joya went into the kitchen at ease, and Ayi followed.

The black light in the kitchen is blind, but the moonlight can barely see the display inside. Anjoya touched the place where the bowls and chopsticks were placed in her memory, but unexpectedly there was another porcelain bowl on the table. Anjoa accidentally waved it to the ground.

Hearing the cracking sound, Anchoa was almost scared to jump up.

"What's going on, young lady?" Ayi walked to her and asked with concern, but somehow, his voice stopped in An Joya's ear, but there was an inexplicable chill, which made her unable to resist a cold war.

"It's okay." Anjoya answered and hurriedly squatted down to pick up fragments, but she didn't expect that as soon as she squatted down, she was hit hard in the back of the head.

In a moment, she turned around and rolled her eyes, and she fell silently. In the haze, it seems that someone is smiling coldly in his ear.

At this time, all the memories floated up. Ayi, Ayi... That day, she hid in the tunnel and witnessed that General Manager Liu was killed. Isn't the beautiful and thin teenager called Ayi?

Damn it, the first person I met when I came out that day was Feng Weiqing. As a result, I was immersed in happiness for too long. I really lost my head and forgot to warn them that this man named Ayi was not a good stubble - but I was so silently tricked in the night. Arms.

The third brother is still waiting for him to go back in the pavilion over there - I hope he can find himself unconscious in time, and the cup of chicken soup that can make people greedy to death. I hope she still has the fate to go back to drink, Amen.

After reading the last word, Anjoya's consciousness finally fell into darkness.