The soldier is a girl

Chapter 2119 1250: Wangshan Bieyuan (2)

"Hot spring?" Mu Jin was surprised, she didn't even feel the heat, and she was surrounded by it, it was really private and comfortable.

"Well, you are soaking. I will send you clothes later, and I will make you some food first. It is already noon, and you should be hungry."

Mu Jin's thoughts were transferred from the hot spring to him by Mo Ling's words.

Let her soak in the hot spring and let him cook. This typical character of a good man at home is not surprising in modern times, but it is a bit contrary to this man who is still a high-ranking man.

But it's not the first time.

But this time it was him who was so tired, but he let her rest. How could she? He loves her, but she doesn't love him.

"Don't worry, let's cook together, after you go to the barracks, I'll make it again."

Mo Ling wanted to refuse, but Mu Jin's persistent eyes made him swallow the words that came to his lips.

Then the two walked out of the rockery hand in hand.

On the outside of the rockery, Feng Yao leaned back on a rockery with one leg, although he couldn't see what was going on inside, he heard the words clearly.

The most common words are the most touching.

When Mo Ling passed Fengyao with Mu Jin, Mo Ling said: "I don't want to feed idlers, I have to do it myself."

He brought all the belts, and Mo Ling didn't bother to deal with Fengyao. It's only a few months of treatment. He can't trust Fengyao, but he trusts his A Jin. If you take precautions too much, you can't alright.

"Heh..." Feng Yao chuckled, unable to tell whether it was sarcasm or aloofness, "The all-powerful ghost-faced general has just become a cook. If this gets out, will your majesty still remain?"

"Shouldn't it be a good story to make soup for my wife's hands?" Mo Ling snapped back immediately.

These words are really not ordinary, but it is not over yet.

"Anyway, I'm just washing my hands and making soup. It's nothing compared to someone who can even wear different clothes."

Compared with the poisonous tongue, Mo Ling has never lost to anyone.

Then Mo Ling led Mu Jin directly and walked away, as for Feng Yao, he took several deep breaths at the same spot before resisting the urge to do it.

Very good, this really gave him another reason to add trouble to him.

Seeing that the figures of the two people in front were about to disappear, Feng Yao had no choice but to lift his heels up. After all, he was not familiar with this place, so it would be a hindrance if he didn't follow up.

There are probably only these three living people that can be seen in the entire other courtyard, so if you want to eat, you really have to do it yourself.

However, there are not many fruit, vegetable and meat dishes in the kitchen.

"What do you want to eat, Ajin?"

Mo Ling rolled up his sleeves and washed his hands before asking Mu Jin to order.

"The weather is quite hot, if you don't want to eat something too meaty, just cook something light."

"Okay." The vegetables have already been picked, and it's time to put the vegetables together and cook them in the pot. After Mo Ling responded, he took the plate and went to the platter.

But Mu Jin took a few steps and saw the hand of the slaughtered black fish, and immediately took the knife on the side and moved his hand. It must be very satisfying and appetizing to eat some hot and sour fish with pickled cabbage on a hot day.

Both Mo Ling and Mu Jin moved their hands, but only Feng Yao stood leaning against the door frame.

Although he despised a big man picking vegetables with a plate, he had to say that he wished he could replace Mo Ling in this situation, because only in that way could he integrate into the world of Hibiscus, instead of being excluded like he is now.

Mo Ling quickly picked out the dishes, and after picking out, he said directly to Feng Yao who was standing by the door and leaning against the door frame: "Young girl Feng, come over and light the fire."

(End of this chapter)