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Chapter 43 Why is this porridge so hot?
Jiang Yuwan: ...

Xinyue is a little confused, why should I be careful when I should be confused.

Seeing that Xiao Chuan was approaching the bed, Jiang Yuwan's white jade-like earlobes were stained red, she took a few steps forward and grabbed Xiao Chuan's sleeve.

If she was seen by her personal maid, she would be ashamed to death, but if Xiao Chuan saw her...

She simply died.

"Wait a moment!"

The sleeve was pulled with very light force, but Qi Chuan suddenly stopped. He turned his head, and saw Jiang Yuwan's eyes glistening, with inexplicable shyness, she lowered her eyes in embarrassment.

The long eyelashes blocked those seductive eyes, but they trembled, making it even more difficult to look away.

Qi Chuan's Adam's apple rolled gently.

"...Why is this porridge so hot? Are you going to scald Bengong to death? Hurry up and cool it down. I'm in a hurry."

Jiang Yuwan was quick to wit, and suddenly scolded the innocent little eunuch coquettishly, using her high-spirited tone to cover up her guilt.

Little did they know that her actions were cute and cute in the eyes of others.

Like a noble Persian cat, its beautiful eyes looked at its owner disdainfully, but it opened its mouth softly and meowed softly.

People just want to reach out and hold her in their arms.

After Jiang Yuwan finished speaking, she didn't realize that she was still tugging on the little eunuch's sleeve. She let go of it quickly, hummed softly, but quickly walked around the little eunuch.

She walked to the bed, "Bengong help you to clean the bed."

Jiang Yuwan turned her back to the little eunuch, and didn't see his amused smile.

Qi Chuan shook his head, picked up the clear porridge on the table, and blew gently.

He had served the emperor before, so how could he make such a small mistake, the moment he touched the bowl, Qi Chuan was sure that the porridge he brought was just right for the mouth.

Qi Chuan blew on the clear porridge again and again, with a smile on his face, his eyes fixed on Jiang Yuwan.

With her back to Qi Chuan, Jiang Yuwan bent down and pretended to make the bed, but in fact quietly stretched out her hand towards the script.

Qi Chuan's gaze suddenly stopped.

The beauty bent down, and the clothes moved accordingly, outlining a plump buttocks, and a thin waist was wrapped by a light-colored belt.

Thin waist and big buttocks.

Bend over with your back to him.

This is a posture that can easily arouse the desire of a man, no one can remain indifferent to such a beautiful scenery.

Qi Chuan held his breath all of a sudden, his eyes burned when he didn't realize it, his lips were pursed dryly, and his Adam's apple rolled.

He happened to have something to quench his thirst in his hand, so he reflexively took a sip.

Qi Chuan: ...

Unknowingly, Jiang Yuwan successfully put the script into the armhole, finally let go of the big stone in her heart, shook the quilt perfunctorily, and then turned around after tidying up.

Seeing the honest and shy little eunuch foolishly blowing porridge there.

His face was flushed red.

Jiang Yuwan felt a little sorry, "Let's put it down, I should be able to drink it."

In fact, when the porridge is served, it is carefully aired to a temperature that can be eaten.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yuwan felt even more ashamed. She walked to the table and sat down, then reached out to pick it up, "Give it to me."

Xiao Chuan pulled out a smile, clutching the bowl tightly in his hand.

"Your Majesty, why don't I give you another bowl, this bowl seems to be a bit cold because of my servant's blowing."

"fine."

In Jiang Yuwan's heart, she felt that the little eunuch was so honest and hardworking that he was blown away. She couldn't bear to torment him any longer and let him down for his hard work.

"Just drink it like this, it's really too late to pour another bowl."

Qi Chuan seemed to still have the taste of the porridge in his mouth, and he tried to struggle.

"Your Majesty is a woman, how can you eat cold things, it's all the slave's fault."

"It's not a cool thing."

Jiang Yuwan directly brought the porridge over and took a sip.

Qi Chuan: ...

(End of this chapter)