Chapter 187 The adopted son you picked up will destroy your whole family (22)
Xiang Yunzheng: "..." I feel like I'm going to be pissed off by this woman and vomit blood again!
Nan Xian picked up a few dumplings and handed them over in an understanding manner: "Don't be angry. There is no end to the sea of suffering. You still have time to put down the butcher knife now."
Xiang Yunzheng glanced at her coldly, threw the dumplings and plate on the ground, stood up quickly, and said condescendingly: "Don't blame me for not giving you a chance to live!"
Nan Xian glanced at the ruined dumplings carelessly and said seriously.
Xiang Yunzheng: "..." He will be angry to death if he stays with her any longer.
"Eat quickly, eat so much! When can you finish the gun-shaped drawing?"
Nan Xian didn't have much tolerance for the irritable young man. He slowly held the bowl of porridge and slurped it up, and said vaguely: "Only when you are full can you have the strength to do things."
Xiang Yunzheng experienced the feeling of waiting for someone for the first time in his life.
Helplessly, he sat down again, his dark eyes fixed on Nan Xian as she ate. He wanted to see if she could still eat slowly if he kept staring at her!
Facts have proved that Nanxian is not only edible, but also delicious.
In the big dyeing vat of Xiang Mansion, the servants all tend to follow the trend. Whichever master has a high status, his food will be exquisite and fresh, and whichever master has no power, the food he eats is not as good as that of the servants!
The breakfast at Broken Yuxuan is the most delicious one I’ve had in Nanxian these days!
Xiang Yunzheng was itchy at all, his forehead was twitching, and he couldn't bear it anymore and said angrily: "Can you drink porridge without making any noise?"
"How is it possible to drink porridge without making any noise?" Nan Xian looked confused. Isn't drinking porridge just a matter of holding it and sucking it?
"Where's your spoon?" Xiang Yunzheng suppressed the anger in his chest.
"How slow it is to drink with a spoon." Nan Xian took another sip of course, "Aren't you waiting for me to draw a picture?"
Xiang Yunzheng remained silent, waiting silently for breakfast and calling Shanming to come in and tidy up.
Nan Xian looked at the untouched sweet potato double rice porridge, glanced at the cold and silent young man, and said to Shan Ming: "Keep this porridge."
Shan Ming was stunned and looked at his young master reflexively.
The young master's face was a little dark, and his tone was very harsh: "Are you not full yet?"
Nan Xian ignored him and said clearly to Shan: "Okay, go ahead. The beef buns are good. Remember to bring me another one when I come to check your young master's pulse tomorrow morning."
Shan Ming smiled happily, wishing that there would be one more person in Sui Yuxuan to distract the young master, so he was too busy to respond.
"Gran ink!"
Nan Xian spread out the rice paper and found the place where he last wrote before eating breakfast.
Xiang Yunzheng: "What did you say?"
"Aren't your ears hard to use?" Nan Xian blinked: "Grinding!"
It's not her target anyway, it's just a fang grass that's grown crookedly, and she won't get used to it!
Xiang Yunzheng took a deep breath, dripped water into the surface of the inkstone, clamped his thumb and middle finger on both sides of the ink stick, applied light and even pressure, and grinded repeatedly.
After a while, Nan Xian stuffed the candy with a hammer and said: "The ink is straight and not skewed, even and delicate. This ink is good. I will reward you with a bowl of sweet potato and double rice porridge."
Xiang Yunzheng paused and his eyes became slightly complicated.
"This porridge...was left for me?"
Nan Xian didn't even look up, and concentrated on drawing the rest of the drawing, and hummed softly.
Xiang Yunzheng stopped talking and stared at the bowl of porridge silently. He glanced at Nanxian a few times without leaving any trace, and then stared at the porridge again. He didn't know what he was thinking.
Anyway, I didn't drink the porridge, and I waited very quietly for Nan Xian to finish drawing the gun drawings.