"Well, my little sister is so good, I will call my mother a few times when I'm hungry!"
Zhao shi nodded with a smile, exposed his ****, and let Han Xiaoxiao keep it in his mouth.
Little milk baby hugged Zhao's breast and started drinking.
"I have enough milk in the past few days!" Zhao Shi smiled. Even though she was born prematurely, she still had more milk than when she was pregnant with several other children.
"Of course, the milk has to be replenished. In the past few days, we have been eating well, and the milk has been abundant. So, we will continue to make up in the future. Otherwise, it will be bad if you are hungry. I was born premature and weak.”
"Well. I'm just wronging you. My family, Xue'er, is going to take care of this family at such a young age!"
Zhao stroked Han Yingxue's forehead quite distressedly.
"Mother, what are you talking about, your girl can work! Don't worry, with me here, our life will be more prosperous every day!"
Han Yingxue left Zhao's house and was about to go to the kitchen to eat, but Han Yingxia took her by the hand and brought her to the corner of the house, whispering into her ear, "Sister, all the rice in our pot is taken by cousin. Finished!"
"what?"
Han Yingxue opened her mouth. She deliberately cooked several more bowls because she was afraid that she would not have enough to eat. In addition, the leftover rice can be boiled into porridge tomorrow morning.
was eaten by Zhao Qishan?
"Sister, I think he might have eaten it. It's like... um... fleeing from the famine. You don't know, a bowl of rice will be eaten in a while. He won't choke if he doesn't drink water." Han Yingxia said while secretly He stared at the kitchen, afraid that Zhao Qishan would suddenly come out.
"I gonna go see……"
Entered the kitchen, Han Yingwen and Han Yingwu had already put down the tableware and stared at Zhao Qishan, who lowered his head to cook rice, dumbfounded.
Han Yingxue saw that all the rice in the pot had been eaten, and only a circle of rice was left at the bottom of the pot.
Zhao Qishan finished eating the rice in the bowl, put down the chopsticks, wiped his mouth gracefully, and was still a little unfulfilled.
Not only did she pick up a man with amnesia, but he was also a man who could eat several large bowls of rice.
This ancient rice is so precious, how can she afford such a man.
came over a little annoyed, and scolded Zhao Qishan: "You starved to death and reincarnated, the meal is finished, what should I eat?"
Zhao Qishan raised his eyes and met Han Yingxue's bulging little face.
Now that both his parents have died, or he has defected to someone else's house, it seems that it is not good to eat so much.
Zhao Qishan looked at Han Yingxue apologetically. Said: "I feel like I haven't eaten for several days, and my stomach is really hungry."
Under the dim yellow candlelight, Zhao Qishan's eyelashes cast a nice shadow.
Han Yingxue's heart swayed for a moment.
The anger just now disappeared.
"Okay, forgive you, you can eat so much, how can I afford it, when you are healed. You have to work hard for me. Otherwise, there will be nothing for you to eat in the future!"
Zhao Qishan's face evoked a smile, and the smile was absolutely beautiful.
Han Yingxue looked crazy again.
Nima, **** man, he knows how to convince her with beauty tricks! Han Yingxue also secretly scolded herself for being so unpromising. When a beautiful man smiles at you, his heart is swaying.
"Don't worry, I will work hard!"
"Well, it's almost there!"
Han Yingxue avoided Zhao Qishan's sight and got to the stove. Pick up the spatula and lift the pot at the bottom of the pot.
The rice was eaten by Zhao Qishan, so she couldn't go hungry.