Old Hsu Kee Noodle House

I gave you squid, so that you can only cook for me at home every day~

Wu Lin tidied up for a while before he came out with a dark face. The delicate makeup on his face was gone, probably washed off, but Xu Zhenbiao gasped. He had to admit that his boss's face was the one he saw. This is the second most beautiful man's face I've ever seen. The first one is Xue Lingyu's younger brother's friend named Xiaocheng, but he is the kind of boy's beauty, the kind that you immediately see when you see him. I know he's a boy, but I just think he's pretty!But his boss was not like that.

Wu Lin is beautiful, but not as beautiful as a man's facial features are sculpted, but indistinguishable and very feminine. The lines of his entire face are very soft and delicate, his nose, lips and cheeks are very small, and his almond eyes are slightly raised. , where are the eyes that a man should have!These eyes should be the eyes of a beautiful woman!And the skin was not covered by the thick foundation, it was so white that it could be broken, just like the boiled egg he just ate this morning!Before Xu Zhenbiao thought that his boss looked like a mother because of the makeup, it must be a very masculine face after removing the makeup, but now it is completely subverted!His boss looks as beautiful as a fairy girl without makeup!

"puff……"

He was startled again, so he sprayed again.

However, Wu Lin's reaction was fairly quick. Seeing that Xu Zhenbiao's expression was not right, he quickly moved aside, so as to avoid the tragic experience of being sprayed in the face again. He waved his hands in disgust, frowned,

"Why do you keep throwing up! Don't just get pregnant with the two of you? This is too fast!"

Pointing at Xu Zhenbiao,

"Hey, don't vomit anymore!"

Xu Zhenbiao held back, and finally he didn't spit it out, but Wu Lin's words just now really killed him, his face was almost burnt, so he had to bury his head and paw at the empty bowl.

Seeing that Little Lemon was shy, Wu Lin was interested in flirting again, leaned over, squinted,

"Little Lemon~ Do I look good~?"

Xu Zhenbiao quickly glanced at the pretty face in front of him, nodded shyly and hummed.

Wu Lin was even more proud, and winked at Xue Lingyu to show that your daughter-in-law likes my face~ Then he lowered his head and said,

"Then do you like me?"

Xu Zhenbiao immediately shook his head with a serious expression,

"do not like."

Wu Lin raised his eyebrows, dissatisfied,

"Don't you think I'm pretty, why don't you like me!"

"I think your face is pretty, but why should I like you?"

"Ah."

Xue Lingyu laughed out loud, filled the child with a bowl of chicken and bamboo shoots, pinched the child's face,

"Hurry up and take a nap for a while before we go to the doctor."

Wu Lin held his heart together, and saw Xu Zhenbiao's ass with a flash of eyes, tears streaming down his face,

"Are you injured? Is it swollen or broken or bleeding? I have a special ointment for the back at home, do you want to send some to you?"

"..."

Xu Zhenbiao wanted to cry so much, God, please give me a crack in the ground that I can get into...

Xue Lingyu shook his head,

"No need, I'll go see an old Chinese doctor in the afternoon, and get some ointment by the way."

Xu Zhenbiao threw his chopsticks angrily,

"Don't say it! You are the one who forced me!! Ang! I won't eat!"

He got up and walked angrily to the bedroom, and then closed the door with a bang.

Wu Lin whistled and winked at Xue Lingyu,

"No wonder Little Lemon gave in, so you are a rapist!"

Xue Lingyu's eyes turned cold, and he raised his lips even colder,

"Oh? And then."

Wu Lin died immediately,

"No, no...you're doing the right thing...sometimes even twisted melons are sweet. I think Little Lemon also likes you very much, but he hasn't figured it out yet..."

Xue Lingyu nodded and smiled,

"I think so too."

Then he got up and clapped his hands. He looked at the half-eaten hot chicken on the table, thinking that it would be better for him to eat less, because he would not be able to stand it if he ate too much of it. Fortunately, Wu Lin also brought a cup of coconut milk. Here comes the lily porridge.

Wu Lin stared dumbfounded as Xue Lingyu went to the kitchen and took a bowl out to serve porridge, then walked to the door of the bedroom with it, turned the handle and found that the door was locked, took out the key from his pocket and opened it calmly, Finally, it closed with a bang.

"..."

Hey, hey, I'm still here... I haven't left yet... I don't have such a weak sense of existence... You guys should say go slowly... At least give me another look...

Xu Zhenbiao nestled on the hanging chair in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, quietly looking at the green ginkgo tree outside the window, the leaves were fluttering in the wind like butterflies, and he didn't look back when he heard Xue Lingyu's voice coming in. The mess is annoying.

Xue Lingyu walked over with the porridge, saw the person in a daze, touched the bald head, and asked,

"What are you thinking? Come, drink this porridge."

Xu Zhenbiao turned his head suddenly, stared at him closely, and after about ten seconds, he opened his mouth and said,

"Do you think I'm so stupid? That's why I'm easy to fool and coax?"

He didn't give Xue Lingyu a chance to speak, he pointed to a part of the hanging chair under him and said,

"There should be a black mark here, because once when I was cleaning, I accidentally spilled the ink you put on the table. Although I wiped the ground clean, a few drops were splashed on this chair. , I rubbed it for a long time, but the color won’t fade.”

He looked sideways at the curtain again,

"There should also be a few pendants missing at the bottom of the curtain, because I didn't pay attention to mixing them together when mopping the floor and couldn't untie them, so I cut them off with a pair of scissors. I'm so glad you didn't know."

After saying these two points, he lowered his head and said in a low voice,

"Although it seems that many things are the same as before, many things are actually different. The color of the picture frame on the wall, the fish in the fish tank, the coffee table, the TV, the wardrobe, and especially the kitchen... are all different... ..."

Xue Lingyu squatted down, stretched his arms around the hanging chair, looked up at him, smiled,

"It's all the same. As long as you are here, this family will be the same."

Xu Zhenbiao stared at those eyes and the unhealed scar on his face, slowly stretched out his hand to touch it, and murmured,

"You didn't pay them a ransom, did you? Because you rescued me, you were injured, and Zheng Qinhao...the two people next to the hospital, and those who stood at the door and watched us secretly, you rescued me rescued, right?"

Xue Lingyu froze for a moment, then shook his head, opened his arms and hugged the whole group into his arms, and said,

"Don't think about it when it's over, we are all safe now, aren't we?"

Xu Zhenbiao buried his head on Xue Lingyu's broad shoulders, felt his nose a little sore, and said sullenly,

"But so many of you are just trying to save me... just in case..."

Xue Lingyu narrowed his eyes and said vigilantly,

"By the way, who told you about this? With your brain, you shouldn't be able to discover these details? It must be because someone told you something in advance before you found out that everything in the house has been changed, right?"

Xu Zhenbiao stared,

"What do you mean by 'my brain'! I dare say I'm a fucking pig! It's comparable to a pig's brain! You're the only smarter in the world, right? Damn!! Don't fucking treat you better, just show some color Open the dyeing workshop!"

Xue Lingyu touched his chin and said fiercely,

"Xue Ziyang, right? Hmph!"

"..."

Xue Lingyu raised his head with a smile, stretched out his finger,

"How many forbidden words did you say? Come here~~ I will count while kissing~~"

"Your sister!! If the tiger doesn't show off its power, you will treat me as a sick cat!! What the hell are you hitting!! You are actually a hacker! Grandma, I am going to fight with you!!"

Finally, Xue Lingyu gnawed Xu Zhenbiao's lips, thinking, why does this kid always behave badly?But it's good to learn well~~

twenty two----------------------

The old Chinese doctor is a friend of Grandpa Xue Lingyu. He is already over 80 years old. He no longer treats others. He spends his days walking birds, planting flowers, drinking tea and listening to music, enjoying the happy old life. But if you look bad I will also kindly give you a few words of advice and then write a prescription for you. Xue Lingyu will visit the old man once a month. This is a habit he developed when his grandfather was still alive. So even though grandpa has been away for many years, he still remembers to visit the old Chinese doctor every month.Even if sometimes he was really too busy to forget, the old Chinese doctor himself would call and complain that he didn't come to see him.

"Um……"

The old Chinese doctor put his hand on Xu Zhenbiao's wrist, pinched it, felt for the pulse, squinted his eyes for a while, then got up to look at Xu Zhenbiao's tongue and eyes.

Xue Lingyu asked,

"Grandpa Zheng, how is he?"

"Deficiency."

The old Chinese doctor, that is, Grandpa Zheng, said these two words lightly, and then he took out a thin needle from the box in Yiqi, and pinched Xu Zhenbiao's little finger with his left hand a few times before piercing the epidermis with the needle. Then he pinched the flesh on both sides to squeeze out a drop of blood, looked at it, rubbed it with his fingertips, and said,

"Insufficient qi and blood, cold air enters the body."

Looking up at the nervous Xu Zhenbiao,

"Many years?"

Xu Zhenbiao nodded,

"It's been since I was a child, but it's just that I can't sleep warm at night, and my body is fine."

"That's because you're still young, and the question will come out after thirty."

The old Chinese doctor went to fetch the writing brush that was on the pen holder, and Xue Lingyu skillfully helped to open the ink cartridge, then carefully poured some into the black inkstone, rubbed it gently with an ink stick for a while, and then the old Chinese doctor started to dip the ink.