Within two days, Wen Xinya heard that Ning Shuqian was stabbed in the hospital, but it was a pity that the knife did not really hurt Ning Shuqian, but scratched her arm, because she was in the hospital , so the treatment was timely, and not even much blood was shed.

It's just that Ning Shuqian was so frightened that she refused to live in the previous hospital, and was transferred to another hospital overnight.

Wen Xinya said a little indignantly: "Shen Mengting hurt you and shed so much blood, why did you just let someone cut her arm! It's too cheap for her."

Si Yiyan just smiled lightly and remained silent.

Wen Xinya caressed the wound on his arm through the sleeve, but she was careful not to accidentally hurt him: "Although I don't want you to intervene in the grievances between me and Ning Shuqian, but this time you are hurt because of him." With such a serious injury, how could you let her go so easily, didn't you say you stabbed her? As long as you don't kill her, you can stab her however you want."

Wen Xinya thought that he was caring about her, so he didn't hit Ning Shuqian hard, so she quickly expressed her position.

Si Yiyan took her hand and interlocked his fingers: "I know, stabbing her like this is too cheap for her, and makes her live in fear and anxiety all the time, suffering from pain and suffering, feeling that her life is in danger every moment. Threatened, so that she will not forget the pain when the scar heals, and she will not dare to kill you next time."

Xin Xinya looked at Si Yiyan, with a bright light in her eyes: "Si Yiyan, you are really good at playing tricks on people's hearts."

Fear is the most terrible enemy of human beings. Once the seeds of fear are sown, this terrible emotion will take root and grow in the heart, forming a seed called the demon, which is hidden deep in the heart and must be touched. hurt.

No matter how you look at it, playing with people's hearts is not a compliment. He didn't want to entangle this topic with his beloved woman, so he changed the subject lightly: "What's the smell?"

There is a touch of bitterness and a mouth-watering aroma in the air, which is the unique taste of the medicinal food made by Xinya.

"Ah! My stewed white meal!" Wen Xinya suddenly jumped up from his arms, and rushed towards the door of the study.

With such an impatient and flustered appearance, there is no calmness and elegance in the weekdays.

Si Yiyan went to the kitchen with Wen Xinya, the smell of the food combined with the faint bitterness of the traditional Chinese medicine, but it was so strange that it made the index finger open.

Wen Xinya's cooking skills are excellent, especially after studying medical theory with Du Shinan, she became more and more fascinated by the research of various health-preserving medicinal diets, and the medicinal diets she made taste very delicious.

"The time is just right, otherwise this pot of white food will be stewed for nothing." Wen Xinya is cutting green onions with a knife. It took her a lot of effort to cook this pot of white food, and there are many precious qi and blood in it. Medicinal materials, white food is rich in a large amount of protein, protein is excellent for wound recovery, anti-inflammatory and disinfection, nourishing qi and blood, warming yang and invigorating spleen, nourishing liver and kidney, dispelling wind and dredging collaterals, etc., nourishing middle and blood, and curing deficiency , just suitable for Si Yiyan.

"I think I am the happiest man in the world." Si Yiyan hugged her waist gently from behind her, put his head on her shoulder, watched her skillfully chopping chopped green onions, and felt in his heart One piece is soft.

Wen Xinya couldn't help laughing: "Si Yiyan, you are possessed by Qiong Yao!"

Si Yiyan gently kissed her ear and whispered: "Wenxinya, the first time I ate something cooked by you was at Mo's house. At that time, you also cooked a white meal, but it was not for I did it, and I was thinking at the time, in the future, you will personally wash my hands and make soup for me in an apron."

Wen Xinya thought that this was the first time she made heart-reinforcing medicinal food for her grandfather, a pot of stewed white food with ginseng and wolfberry, Si Yiyan seldom moved his chopsticks, but he ate very slowly when he did.

Si Yiyan asked in a low voice: "Your cooking skills are so good, who did you learn from?"

I have known about her life in the past 15 years before. At that time, she had no chance to learn cooking skills at all, and after she returned to Wen’s house, she had no chance to learn cooking skills, so I felt a little strange that she was comparable to a five-star When did the chef learn his cooking skills?

Wen Xinya's body froze, and the knife for cutting chopped green onion slipped, and all of a sudden it was on her fingers: "Ah!"

"Xinya, did you cut your finger? Let me see." Si Yiyan was taken aback, and hurriedly grabbed her finger to check, and saw that her finger was still clean and beautiful, without any damage, but the beautifully trimmed index finger A piece of nail was cut off by a knife.

Wen Xinya's face was still a little pale, she calmed down and said, "I'm fine, I just cut my nails."

She couldn't help thinking of Chu Jingnan. She met him yesterday in a restaurant near the college. Her cooking skills were learned in her previous life to please Chu Jingnan, but Chu Jingnan had never eaten her cooking. After Jingnan and Xia Ruya got together, she never cooked again. She thought that her culinary skills were for nothing, but she didn't expect... After being reborn, she would still have the opportunity to cook for the man she loves. kitchen.

Unlike the uneasy and petty flattery in the previous life, cooking for Si Yiyan made her feel happy and happy, which is probably the real happiness.

"Why are you so careless? Fortunately, I didn't cut my finger. Although I want to share wealth and joy with you, I don't want to share suffering and pain with you." Si Yiyan's finger rubbed her index finger lightly, Cherish and love.

Although she knew that he was referring to not wanting her to get hurt, Wen Xinya deliberately asked with a straight face: "I remember the marriage oath, that is, regardless of poverty, pain, or illness, we will never leave each other until we grow old. You don't want to be with me?" To share weal and woe, who do you want to be with?"

Si Yiyan gently kissed her fingertips and said, "I will take care of the adversity and pain, and you will enjoy the blessings."

Wen Xinya's heart was sweet, but she still couldn't bear to hit him on the chest: "Machismo."

"It's a pity that such a beautiful fingernail is broken. It may take a long time to grow back." Although only the fingernail was cut, Si Yiyan still felt very distressed.

Why did he ask, when did she learn her cooking skills? Her body would stiffen suddenly, and she was so flustered that she almost cut her fingers. He could feel her turning and turning in that moment, like thousands of waters. My mind turns.

Wen Xinya pulled out her hand and pushed him out of the kitchen: "Get out quickly, gentlemen stay away from the cook. Don't disturb me in the kitchen to distract me, or I will really cut my finger soon."

Si Yiyan looked at her with beautiful eyebrows and clear eyes, and there seemed to be no trace of the flash in his mind at that moment, which made it impossible for him to guess.

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