his spring breeze

Chapter 106 Little brother, you are so handsome, I still want to drink

Jiang Chunhe blinked, "Aren't you good at cooking?"

"Chen Baiheyao helped you out today, I am the host, don't you want to thank the two benefactors, huh?"

That's what I said.

Jiang Chunhe hurried to the kitchen to get chopsticks, handed them to Chen Bai Heyao, and looked at Shen Chaosheng, "This is your first time cooking, right?"

"En." Shen Chaosheng sat down, seemingly confident, "The taste should be good."

"Have you tried it?"

"not yet."

"..." Chen Bai made No.1 first taste.

Jiang Chun and He Yao tried to see some clues from Chen Bai's face, such as salty, light, or sweet, sour,,,

However, Chen Bai is too calm, he hardly smiles, usually with a deadpan face, if he is not murderous, he is already giving you face.

"Delicious." Chen Bai put down his chopsticks and said respectfully.

"..." He Yao couldn't wait any longer, and became the second person to taste.

Jiang Chunhe tried to see something from He Yao's face, how to say He Yao's expression,,,

It was weird, frowning together, then slowly unfurling, as if he was savoring the mystery of it with his heart, and seemed to be thinking about something, he gave Shen Chaosheng a thumbs up.

"good to eat!"

"Is it really that delicious?"

Jiang Chunhe picked up his chopsticks curiously.

"Ah bah! It's so unpalatable!"

Chen Bai: "..." You have a lot of guts.

He Yao: "..." The calculation is successful, and I can't be the only one who finds it unpalatable.

Shen Chaosheng handed over a glass of warm water, "Is it really that bad?"

"Nonsense!" Jiang Chun and Gudong Gudong drank up the water, "It's spicy, sweet and bitter. Is this fish-flavored shredded pork, or bitter gourd mixed with sauce?"

"Little Tianxian, drink some fruit juice to relieve the spiciness." He Yao handed over a bottle of purple drink.

Jiang Chunhe didn't think too much about it, he untied it and drank it again.

Shen Chaosheng decided to go back to the kitchen and improve it.

Ten minutes later, when he turned around and came out, He Yao and Chen Bai had already left. Jiang Chunhe was kneeling on the ground with his arms resting on the sofa, his little face was flushed, and he looked like a cute cat with his eyes closed.

"Chun'er."

Shen Chaosheng was still wearing an apron, so he untied it and threw it aside, trying to help Jiang Chun get up together, but she grabbed his arm.

Her fingertips were hot, her face was even more rosy, and her pair of clear apricot eyes, filled with water vapor, looked at him bewilderedly.

"Little brother, you are so handsome."

Shen Chaosheng's heart suddenly warmed up.

He picked her up horizontally, put her on the sofa, and stretched out his hand to cover her forehead. She didn't have a fever.

There was a sudden pain in the fingertips.

The little girl who bit his finger had red lips, white teeth, and pure eyes, "Little brother, I still want to drink."

liqueur?
Shen Chaosheng took a bottle of purple can beside him, with a string of Korean characters on it.

He is proficient in five languages ​​and can understand them. This is clearly not fruit juice, but fruit juice wine. That kid He Yao has always had a sneaky mind and doesn't do business.

"Hey, go back to the room and let's drink slowly."

He carried her to the room and wanted to cover her with a quilt to sleep well, but the little girl just held him and didn't let go, and she looked very insecure.

Shen Chaosheng simply hugged her like this, and took out his mobile phone with a little difficulty to call Uncle Wang.

Tell Uncle Wang to bring over a bowl of hangover soup and ask for it to be hot.

He was afraid that Jiang Chunhe would have a headache when he woke up the next day.

"Little brother..." Jiang Chunhe rubbed his small head against Shen Chaosheng's front.

He pinched her face and asked, "who is the little brother, huh?"

(End of this chapter)