Male God Please Lie Down

In an ordinary rented house, it is extremely inconvenient to boil water when I go back, and I only take a bath every few times.

Now there is a hot spring where you can take a bath, why is it not worth going to be happy.

Zelan took her to this place and left. Yin Qingming walked in. Everything in it was good, and the baggage she had brought was also fixed and placed on the table inside.

Yin Qingming went out after looking for clothes, and went outside.

Walking along the mist, after a short while, I arrived at the open-air hot spring.

She looked around and found no one.

Zelan also said before that she is the only one living in this hot spring courtyard.

Although no one was helping her watch, she still couldn't stand the warm water and the feeling of taking a bath.

Yin Qingming immediately took off his clothes and sat in the hot spring with warm water covering his body.

This kind of comfortable feeling has not been enjoyed for a long time.

Yin Qingming wet his hair in it and washed it by himself before soaking himself in it again.

There was still a cold wind blowing in my ears, I raised my head and looked at the sky, a cold moon hanging so high in the sky.

Lonely and lonely!

Yin Qingming sat in the pool with the water just reaching her neck.

Just sitting for a while, she went up and just put on her clothes, ready to leave.

Turning around like this...turning around...

I saw Ye Wuchen standing there so big.

"His Royal Highness, why are you here?"

Yin Qingming frowned slightly.

"hungry!"

Ye Wuchen's thin lips moved slightly. After saying such a simple word, he flicked his sleeves and left.

Yin Qingming looked at him, almost frozen into a statue in the cold wind.

She just got up, he hasn't come yet, is he? ?

He shouldn't see anything, right? !

Yin Qingming sniffed, and finally stood up helplessly, wrapped his hair in a kerchief, and went to the kitchen.

Hungry, hungry again! !

Tomorrow night, I ate a lot.

She looked at it and asked someone to prepare the trotters to be frozen when she was cooking.

It's cold now, and with my own unique condiments, it's now set.

Yin Qingming was at night, and Yin Qingming didn't want to bother.

I directly scooped two spoons of chicken broth from one side, and boiled it boiled. When it was opened, I put the silver silk noodles I just made into the chicken broth.

The noodles are as thin as silver threads, rolled twice in the white chicken soup, and it is ready.

Yin Qingming didn't add anything else, after all, there were mushrooms, winter bamboo shoots and fungus in the chicken soup.

Thinking about the taste Ye Wuchen was about to eat, there was still a little aristocratic atmosphere.

Yin Qingming immediately filled a large bowl of noodles, and cut the crystal dish hoof made before into slices, put them in a thin white porcelain plate, and placed them one by one on a large tray.

After I've set it up, I plan to stay here and wring my hair dry.

But after waiting for a while, no one came to serve the noodles.

Yin Qingming had nothing to do. The noodles were left for a while, and it would be broken.

At the moment, I had no choice but to arrive at Ye Wuchen's residence by myself.

In the dining room, Ye Wuchen is not there.

She found the study again, and only then did she see Ye Wuchen sitting there like Xiuzhu.

"His Royal Highness, let me find it for a while!"

Yin Qingming said something, and then delivered the food to Ye Wuchen.