Hot sweet wife: Mr. President, don't be arrogant

While Huo Beicheng was in a daze cooking millet porridge, Aunt Wang went to the kitchen and cooked brown sugar water.

Aunt Wang quickly brought over the boiled brown sugar water and specially filled a hot water bottle.

"Young master, this brown sugar water is just hot, so it's just right for the lady to drink it directly, and this hot water bottle can make my stomach feel much more comfortable."

At this time, the millet porridge cooking on the stove was ready, so he turned off the fire directly.

"You take these up to her together, don't say I cooked them." He confessed in a deep voice, then turned around and went upstairs to his own room.

Aunt Wang looked at the cooked millet porridge and couldn't help shaking her head.

How long will the young master keep this hidden?
He obviously cares so much for Miss, but always refuses to let Miss know. No wonder Li Butler looked worried and hurried at night, trying to think of a way to keep Miss...

In the end, Aunt Wang had no choice but to take the brown sugar water and the hot water bottle up. When she entered the room, she saw Jiang Muyu huddled on the bed with a pale face, and she was in severe pain.

"Miss, let me bring you brown sugar water."

Jiang Muyu kept her eyes tightly closed, but now she opened her eyes when she heard the voice, and smiled, "It's you, Aunt Wang, fortunately you're here, otherwise I wouldn't be able to drink brown sugar water tonight."

Something is better than nothing, although she thinks that if she drinks it... it will still hurt.

Gululu had a big bowl of brown sugar water, and Jiang Muyu swallowed it all while holding back his sweat.

At first, I was still sweating from the pain, but now that I poured the brown sugar water, my body immediately warmed up.

"Aunt Wang, where is Young Master Huo?" Jiang Muyu felt a little more comfortable.

Although the abdomen is still throbbing, but... I don't know if the pain has been going on for a long time, and the pain has become numb from the habit, but it is not as unbearable as it was at the beginning.

"The eldest son went back to his room. He was still in the kitchen just now... Ah, it's nothing. Miss, I'll cover you with this hot water bottle. Girls should pay more attention when they are on their period." Aunt Wang almost slipped her tongue, and immediately changed the subject.

Jiang Muyu blinked and noticed her words.

What did Aunt Wang want to say just now?
Young Master Huo just went back to his room, so what did he do in the kitchen before?

This brown sugar water...

Jiang Muyu had some doubts in her heart, clutching her hot water bottle and asked, "Aunt Wang, do you have brown sugar at home? I didn't seem to see you in the kitchen?"

Aunt Wang immediately smiled and said, "Why, these things are usually not stored here. I cooked them for you in the big kitchen just now!"

Big kitchen!

Jiang Muyu grinned sweetly at her, "Thank you, Aunt Wang, for your hard work."

"What's the trouble? You don't know that when the young master asked me to get a sanitary napkin, I was shocked. Fortunately, I still have a little left." Aunt Wang smiled a little narrowly, "By the way, There is still some millet porridge in the kitchen downstairs, I will bring it to you, miss, if you are hungry before going to bed, eat some."

"Okay!" Jiang Muyu smiled and watched Aunt Wang leave.

Although her stomach still hurts, she couldn't help but feel a little warmth in her heart.

There was still a little bit of wanting to laugh, and the corners of his mouth curled up uncontrollably.

"Master Huo asked Aunt Wang to get my aunt's towel... Puff hahaha! Oops, I'm the one laughing, I asked Aunt Wang to get my aunt's towel, puff hahaha, ouch..." Jiang Muyu couldn't hold back her laughter, this time Suddenly he burst out laughing, and his stomach hurts again.

I didn't expect it! I didn't expect it!
She really didn't think of it!

Young Master Huo actually thought of asking Aunt Wang if she had any auntie towels.

Just thinking about Huo Dashao's face, and then thinking about that scene, she felt the urge to laugh out loud.

She just said that there is no supermarket on Haishan today!
Usually, if you want to buy something, you need to drive down the mountain. It only takes about 10 minutes for Huo Dashao to leave and get clothes for her. It's too late to drive down the mountain.

The truth turned out to be like this!
She was so unexpected!

"And there's actually brown sugar water... Aunt Wang cooks brown sugar water in the big kitchen, but the millet porridge in the small kitchen is cooked by Young Master Huo?"

Jiang Muyu covered her mouth with one hand, holding back to stop laughing.

But even so, she still couldn't help pursing her little mouth again and again, and that smile couldn't be concealed no matter what.

The more she thought about it, the more the corners of her mouth curved up.

In the end, I couldn't hold it back anymore, I rolled on the bed with the hot water bottle in my arms...

Young Master Huo asked Aunt Wang to get her aunt's towel... What should I do? Now she just wants to laugh when she thinks about it!
After all, Huo Dashao is not so cold-blooded and ruthless!
She even knew how to help her find Aunt Wang to get her aunt's towel, hahahaha!No, she can't think about it anymore...

When Aunt Wang brought millet porridge, she saw Jiang Muyu rolling on the bed, and she was so frightened that she hurried up a few steps, "Miss, you are in great pain? If it really doesn't work, why don't you ask the doctor to come see it?" ?”

This is rolling in pain!
The little girl often doesn't pay attention now. When the weather is hot, there is no limit to eating those ice creams.

It's no joke that it really hurts...

"No, no, I'm just in a good mood." Jiang Muyu saw that Aunt Wang was about to leave the door, so she quickly stopped her.

This aunt hurts enough to call a doctor?She thinks it's still not possible.

At most, she would just lie down and bear with it.

Besides, it's useless for the doctor to come, and he can't let her aunt hold back? !

Aunt Wang looked at her complexion carefully, and it seemed that she was really getting better than before, so she walked back again.

"Miss, you're going to scare Aunt Wang to death. I saw you rolling around as soon as I came in. I thought you couldn't stand the pain."

Jiang Muyu clutched the hot water bottle, laughed again and again: "I'm not so delicate, I'm not one of those weak young ladies, the pain is tolerable."

"Miss, I'll leave the porridge. If you're hungry, drink some. If it hurts, you can bear it alone. Isn't the eldest and youngest just beside you? He can always listen to you when you call him." Arrived."

After Aunt Wang left, Jiang Muyu sat up from the bed.

She fixed her eyes on the millet porridge next to the bed, it was still steaming, obviously it had just been cooked.

She tried to drink a small sip, and the soft taste was just right.

Because only a little soy sauce was added, the whole bowl of porridge actually didn't have any other taste, just a little bit.

It's just that when Jiang Muyu thought that this was the porridge cooked by Young Master Huo himself, he suddenly felt that the porridge tasted extraordinarily delicious, extraordinarily sweet and delicious.

After taking two bites, she remembered something and suddenly took out her phone and took a picture of both the porridge and the hot water bottle.

Then open WeChat, send it directly to Moments, and add a text: "A bowl of brown sugar water, a bowl of porridge, and a hot water bottle. I will live on them tonight!"

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