Chapter 6142

Just wearing a robe like gown.

A belt is tied around the waist.

Long hair slanted behind him.

A sunbeam came through the crack in the window.

On him.

It exudes the brilliance of mercury.

That threatening manner.

Let Ye Qingli can't help but stare.

Although I knew he was very good-looking.

But that's what it looks like.

It looks very attractive.

It reveals a kind of incomparable nobility and elegance.

And his movements are also so free-form.

Although, what he is doing now is just cooking

Yes, although your movements are very beautiful.

However, in fact, he is just waving a spoon and cooking there.

And there's a pot next to it.

It's Stewed with porridge.

It's bubbling.

"Are you awake?"

Hear footsteps.

Jun Aohan raises his head.

I took a look at the door.

Then I said it casually.

It's just a common saying.

However, reflecting the present situation, ye Qingli suddenly felt that the softest part of his heart had been touched.

She walked over and gently held his shoulder.

Buried in his hair.

"When did you get up?"

"I forgot."

The man replied disapprovingly.

"It's been a while, isn't it?"

His movements are very quick.

With one hand waving the spatula, he kept cooking.

The other hand has time to taste congee.

"Well, the temperature is just right this time."

"Come on, have a taste."

He changed a spoon, scooped up a spoon, and then, very gently handed it to Ye Qingli's mouth.

"Well."

The temperature is just right.

It can not be scalded, but also can keep the temperature of porridge.

Ye Qingli sipped and felt a fragrance, which came straight from the porridge.

Let her have a kind of relaxed and happy feeling.

"Better than the porridge you used to cook."

I remember the first time she was trapped in the ghost palace.

At that time, she didn't know that he was the ghost king that people feared.

At that time, he used to cook porridge for her.

However, the porridge at that time was cooked

The current level is much better than that of the previous year.

"How can people's cooking develop so rapidly?"

Ye Qingli drank several mouthfuls in one breath.

Very surprised to say.

"Of course, I've practiced many times."

Jun Aohan said proudly.

"For example, this recipe is the ancient recipe I bought from an auction, and the materials in it are all carefully selected by me."

"That recipe alone is worth hundreds of thousands of gold coins."

"You're the wrong man."

Ye Qingli couldn't help knocking on his forehead.

Hundreds of thousands of gold coins are equivalent to all the wealth of a small family.

This guy, he just bought a cookbook.

What a loss, OK!

"I will."

You haughty cold smile said.

"As long as you like."

"At least, I think, after reading that cookbook, my cooking skills have really improved a lot."

As long as it makes her happy.

So, no matter how much it costs, it's all worth it.

Besides, it's just a few hundred thousand gold coins.

Nothing at all.

"In this bowl of porridge, I put saffron, Tibetan north grass, fallen leaves and ice lotus..."

Jun Aohan skillfully counted out the names of a bunch of herbs.