For a moment, Song Zixuan was moved, but besides being moved, he wished that it was Zhong Zhenzhen who was treating his wounds now.
Song Zixuan twitched his lips, how could such a thing happen?
Zhong Zhen really hates him, and it’s not like he doesn’t know it
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At this time in Qin Hanliang's villa, Zhong Zhenzhen was squatting next to the coffee table watching TV and drinking porridge. She stirred it a few times with a spoon. The porridge was very fragrant, and she didn't know what ingredients were added.
Suddenly I really want to know Zhong Xiaozhe’s expression when he tasted it
So, no matter what, she has to learn from the nanny of the Qin and Han Liang family today
Qin Hanliang squatted opposite her and looked at her with a smile.
It makes Zhong Zhenzhen’s scalp numb every time
She wiped the corners of her mouth, "Is there something on my face? Why are you staring at me?"
Qin Hanliang did not hide it at all, "You are very beautiful."
"Thank you" Zhong Zhenzhen felt as if his face was on fire, it was hot.
She had been praised many times, but she always felt that she was not sincere enough. When Qin Hanliang said such words, she felt sweet and greasy.
"By the way" Zhong Zhenzhen is best at changing the subject, "How to make this porridge, let your nanny teach me."
Qin Hanliang smiled mysteriously, "Okay, come with me."
As soon as he entered the kitchen, Qin Hanliang put on an apron and asked, "Shall I teach you now?"
"Did you do it?" Zhong Zhenzhen opened her mouth wide. As expected, people should not be judged by their appearance. She always thought that a rich young man could only eat but not cook.
However, there are exceptions
In addition to Qin Hanliang, Song Zixuan will also do it
Inexplicably, Song Zixuan drove her out of the kitchen and put on an apron to make breakfast in the kitchen.
A little warm and a little sour
Zhong Zhenzhen sniffed. He was so immersed in memories just now that he felt like his whole body was paralyzed in the memories.
She leaned against the wall and looked at Qin Hanliang who was busy in the kitchen, and asked: "How can a young master like you know how to cook?"
"I've been used to living alone since I was a child," Qin Hanliang said.
When most people answered like this, Zhong Zhenzhen guessed that there would be some stories, but it had nothing to do with her anyway, so why use that damn curiosity to poke other people's wounds?
Qin Hanliang pointed to the rice soaked in the rice cooker, "It must be soaked for at least two hours, no more or less, otherwise it will affect the taste of the porridge. In addition, when you cook the porridge, put some peanuts in it, and pay attention to the fire. Don't