Wearing a secret agent with many tricks, the cold and proud prince flirts easily

Lin Yunxi looked at the main room with only one bed again. He became uneasy and asked Wang Dashan:

"Is there any other empty room or bed? I don't share a bed with him."

"Go back to the headmaster's house. No money has entered the village in the past few years. People have been seeking refuge with me. There are no more empty houses and beds. The headmaster has slept with your husband for so long. Why don't you get into trouble? How about staying here first?"

"Hey, I'm angry when I hear you talk. You go down first. That's it for now."

Seeing that the headmaster was angry, Wang Dashan did not dare to stay any longer and walked out of the yard dejectedly.

Lin Yunxi helped Murong Hao sit down in front of the chair in front of the bed and said:

"Sit down first. I'll change Wang Dashan's bed sheets first. Take a drink of water first."

As he said that, he took out a stainless steel thermos flask and a stainless steel cup from his bag, poured two glasses of water, and the two of them drank it together.

Then he pretended to take out the four-piece bed set from the big bag, and after a while, he changed the sheets and quilt.

"Come, let me help you lie down on the bed."

"No, I want to sit down."

"Okay, let's ask Wang Dashan to deliver food to us. I've been working hard all morning, and I'm really tired and don't want to cook anymore."

"Well, you can arrange it."

Lin Yunxi was indeed tired, so she ran out and shouted:

"Wang Dashan, where is Wang Dashan?"

"What do you want me to do? I will live in the room next to yours. I don't have to call my subordinates so loudly from now on. I have very good ears."

"It's just you, we're hungry. We won't cook for ourselves today. You can just bring us some food. We're hungry and tired and want to take a rest."

"Okay, let's do it for the boss immediately."

Wang Dashan received the order and disappeared in a flash.

Back in the main room, Murong Hao was still sitting, staring at Lin Yunxi's returning figure.

When she sat down and drank another glass of water, she heard Murong Hao speak:

"Why don't you want me to die today?"

When Lin Yunxi heard this question, she almost spit out the water in her mouth and replied:

"Hey, you are usually so cold and cold. It's okay if you don't speak. But when you talk, you ask other people's gossip? Well, it's rare that you ask, so it doesn't matter if I tell you. That is, I am penniless now and I am just waiting for you. What about the medical fee? If you die, who should I ask for the medical fee from?"

"Is it because people like you are not short of money because I am like Dr. Li as you say?" he asked her.

"It's not like, they have exactly the same face, but their bodies are different. You are stronger than him, but he is not as strong as you."

"What is your relationship?"

I couldn't tell, but he was quite gossipy. It was rare that he talked a lot, so she also accompanied him and replied warmly:

"Us? Are you trying to break the pot and ask the truth? In fact, it doesn't matter. We are good buddies and have grown up together."

"Are they childhood sweethearts?" he continued to ask.

"Childhood sweetheart? In your case, does this word mean mutual love? That's not the case with us. We are buddies. He takes good care of me. It's not as complicated a relationship as you think. Besides, why are you asking this? I can't think of it. You’re quite a gossip!”

Lin Yunxi looked at Murong Hao with a serious face and felt baffled. It was okay for this man not to speak, but that was the problem.

"What is gossip?" he continued.

"Gossip is the love of exploring other people's privacy."

"You told me everything, it doesn't count as privacy."

If someone could answer like this, no one else has such a brain circuit. Lin Yunxi continued:

"There's nothing shameful about it. Just say it doesn't count."

Seeing the woman answer this question so frankly, Murong Hao felt inexplicably happy. He even wondered why he would ask such a question.

As soon as they finished talking about this topic, Wang Dashan took the food box to the yard. When he saw the door of the main room open, he came in directly.

Plates of vegetables were placed on the table. Lin Yunxi looked at them. They were either boiled or grilled. They were not fried at all. He didn't know how they tasted. He would only know after tasting them.

"Wang Dashan, are you hungry too? Have you had lunch? If not, why don't you sit down and eat with us?"

Wang Dashan was shocked when he heard this. He did not expect that the master would ask him to sit down and eat together. You must know that the master and his subordinates cannot eat at the same table.

"Master, you have broken me, how can I sit down and have dinner with you?"

"What's the problem? We're all brothers, aren't we?"

She looked at Wang Dashan and then at Murong Hao, seeming to understand something.

"Oh, you guys have different levels of eating? Don't be so serious, just have a meal. I don't mind this. Let's sit down and eat together. You have worked hard today."

"My food is in my room. In order not to waste it, I'd better go back to my room to eat."

Wang Dashan ran away before he finished speaking.

"Hey, I haven't finished speaking yet. I'm running so fast. After the afternoon break, I'll teach you how to make ice!"

"I understand, Master, you two should have a good meal."

Wang Dashan's voice could be heard in the distance, showing how fast he was running.

"Come on, he won't eat, let's eat it ourselves."

After saying that, she filled two bowls of rice, placed them on the table, and looked at Murong Hao.

"Can you move your hands today? Can you eat by yourself?"

"It still hurts. I'll help you."

"Okay, it will be included in the consultation fee."

"Don't worry, I told you that the medical fee will not be less for you."

Strangely enough, after this assassination, Lin Yunxi found that this man began to talk more, and he didn't know whether it was a good thing or a bad thing.

Hurry and finish feeding this patient, and you can eat by yourself.

As a result, when she fed the first bite of food into Murong Hao's mouth, Murong Hao's expression became extremely wonderful.

"What kind of chef is this? This dish tastes so bad?" he said displeased.

"Is it really that bad to eat?"

Lin Yunxi didn't believe it, so he picked up a piece of meat with his chopsticks and put it into his mouth. As soon as it reached his mouth, the piece of boiled meat didn't have any seasoning, and a fishy smell came out.

In order to avoid embarrassment, Lin Yunxi deliberately coughed twice and said:

"If this dish doesn't work, then try this grilled one. You see, this grilled chicken is browned and delicious. I'll try it first."

Lin Yunxi picked up another piece of roast chicken and put it into her mouth. Although there was no seasoning on the roast chicken, the taste was average, so it was considered acceptable. In order to coax the man to eat it, she said with a smile:

"Well, this roast chicken is good. Your wounds are healing. It's good to eat chicken. Come and try it."

Murong Hao looked at the roasted chicken she had put in doubtfully, opened his mouth and tried it, and vomited it out after eating half of it.

"This is also called delicious. You can eat it yourself. I'm tired and won't eat. I need to take a rest."

"It's almost afternoon now, aren't you hungry?"

"It's not as delicious as what you made. I won't eat it. I'll eat it after you cook it tonight."

A convulsion, this is definitely a convulsion. This man was very normal before he was assassinated. What is happening now? Hasn't he been eating this kind of food for more than 20 years, and now he is picky? This chicken is indeed delicious.

"Get up and eat. You can't sleep. Eat first. I'll give you a detoxifying pill later. The medicine should be taken after meals."

Lin Yunxi was speechless as she looked at Murong Hao who was slowly lying down beside the bed.

"How do you get up to eat?"

"Unless you cooked it, I won't eat it!"

"You're not possessed by a ghost, are you? Come here and let me see if you have a fever again?"

Lin Yunxi touched Murong Hao's forehead with his hand, but there was no fever.

"I'll cook it and you'll eat it?"

"Ok!"

"It turns out you were sent by God to punish me!"

After saying that, he walked to the kitchen speechlessly, leaving Murong Hao secretly smiling on the bed...