Chapter 178 You Owe Me 37 Diaries
There were noises like a murder coming from the kitchen...
"Master, don't chop your hands. I heard that this turtle should be cooked in boiling water, not chopped raw like this..."
"You want to wake her up?"
Ning Fengsheng was surprised by the conversation between the master and servant.
This man is cooking? With his cooking skills, he might just burn himself to a crisp!
"Miss Ning was sleeping soundly. The young master went crazy all night but didn't wake her up."
"What did you say?!"
Moss didn't dare to say anything. The young master finally got Miss Ning back and was so excited that he couldn't sleep all night.
If I wasn't worried about disturbing Ning Fengsheng, I would have wanted to grab her and kiss her wildly...
"Idiot, go get the plate." Nanchuan Shijue was in a good mood and didn't bother with him.
Ning Fengsheng walked barefoot across the carpet and saw Nanchuan Shijue holding a silver-gleaming bone-cutting knife in the open kitchen. The turtle under the knife stared with its green eyes, as if accusing this executioner worth tens of billions.
Suddenly my hand slipped and the turtle struggled to escape...
Moss looked at the turtle that fell to the ground and was so scared that he started tap dancing: "Master, this turtle will bite people, you better be careful."
Nanchuan Shijue caught the turtle and slashed with his knife - with the ferocity of a knife!
Moss turned around and saw a figure standing in front of him, and sighed in his heart: Oh no, Miss Ning is awake!
"Young Master Nanchuan has changed his career to engage in seafood wholesale?" Ning Fengsheng leaned against the marble island counter, and the belt of his dressing gown fell, revealing a light pink kiss mark below his collarbone.
Nanchuan Shijue's body froze, and when he turned around, the bow on his apron behind his waist came loose, like an unsealed luxury gift.
She was shirtless, with a brown apron tied around her bare chest...
This style is very wild and sexy.
Who taught him to dress like this! ?
There were two lines of words printed on the apron: Shengsheng, is your Nanchuan husband handsome?
Ning Fengsheng looked embarrassed. This man was as shameless as ever...
"Ms. Ning, you're awake so early? Won't you sleep a little longer?"
"You woke her up with your nagging!" Nanchuan Shijue glanced at Moss dangerously, then looked at Ning Fengsheng tenderly, "Go back and lie down. I'll call you when it's done."
Ning Fengsheng tried to hold back his laughter. He had never eaten the food made by Nanchuan Shijue.
"Just order something to eat. I'm really worried you'll blow up the kitchen."
"Look down on me? I promise you'll be amazed. You'll never be able to live without the soup I make..."
"I'll be thankful if the poison doesn't kill me."
"Go wash up, and don't come here again without my permission."
"You really don't want my help?" Ning Fengsheng was only half-baked at making turtle soup.
"Get out!" Nanchuan Shijue frowned, "There's so much smoke here, do you want to get sick from it?"
This man always showed off his strength, so Ning Fengsheng ignored him. When he went into the bathroom to wash up, he found that the toothbrush and toothpaste were already screwed on and placed there, and the milk bath was already in the bathtub.
Towels, slippers, her usual skin care products, and spare pajamas were all neatly arranged.
There was also a large anti-slip carpet on the floor with a few words written on it: "Honey, be careful, the floor is slippery."
A narrow-minded man deliberately calls his husband or wife so often!
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An hour later, Nanchuan Shijue faced the milky white soup with bubbles in the pot, looking as serious as if he was reading a purchase contract.
He was very serious, standing in the kitchen staring at the stove, not daring to relax for a second.
Ning Fengsheng came out wiping his hair, and Moss hurried over to greet him: "Master told you to blow dry your hair immediately after washing it."
"knew."
"By the way, the young master sent someone to your small apartment last night to clean up your things. They almost turned the floor upside down, but they still couldn't find the diary. Miss Ning, do you remember where you put it?"
"What diary?" Ning Fengsheng asked in confusion.
"When you left the hospital, didn't you tell the young master that you would keep a diary every day..." Moss coughed awkwardly, "You said you would write a diary about the young master, thinking about him and so on..."
Ning Fengsheng's cheeks flushed instantly: "Um... I haven't started writing yet."
"Miss Ning, you promised the young master, he is looking forward to it."
"It's only been a short time..."
"One month and six days, a full 37 days!" Nanchuan Shijue's irritable voice came from the kitchen, "You owe me 37 diary entries!"
"I didn't say to write every day!" Ning Fengsheng was speechless. How could she have so much content to write.
"You haven't written a single one for me?" Nanchuan Shijue became even more furious. If he hadn't had to watch the turtle soup, he would have rushed over and ravaged her!
"Not in time yet..." Ning Fengsheng felt guilty. In fact, she had written two or three articles, but they were on her private homepage.
After all, she was caught by Nanchuan Night Owl at the time, so it was not convenient for her to carry a diary with her.
"No wonder, I couldn't find it. I told the young master that Miss Ning must have forgotten to write it, but he didn't believe me."
Ning Fengsheng laughed secretly——
Last night he kept asking her for her address in Country Z, saying he would send someone to get her daily necessities.
She felt strange at the time. This man liked to buy new everything. Why bother with so much trouble?
However, thinking that her ID and bag were in the apartment, so that Nanchuan Night Owl wouldn't send someone to take them, she gave the address.
"Nanchuan Yexiao didn't return to that apartment, right?"
"No, Miss Ning, don't worry. Young Master Xiao is lucky and will be fine."
She was not worried about the safety of Nanchuan Night Owl. That man was more cunning than a fox!
"You wake up in the morning thinking about your new lover?" Nanchuan Shijue's sour voice came from across the air.
"I'm worried that he'll catch up."
"Are you worried? You want to marry him and live with him all the time!" Nanchuan Shijue became even more annoyed.
The bodyguard saw the men's belongings while cleaning up, but they were in another room.
At least they sleep in separate rooms...
Otherwise, he would have exploded with rage!
Nanchuan Shijue asked his bodyguards to burn all of Nanchuan Yexiao's belongings! But it was hard to relieve the hatred in his heart!
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She was really hungry. When she smelled the aroma of the fresh soup, she swallowed her saliva.
Please, thinking that it was done by Nanchuan Spyker...
If he can't swallow it later, what should I say so as not to hurt his self-esteem?
She's pregnant, so it's not good for her to have a stomachache, right?
"Here it is, this is the secret nourishing soup made by the young master. Miss Ning, please try it." Moss came over with a bowl of soup.
Ning Fengsheng sat cross-legged on the sofa, not even having the courage to take a look: "Leave it there, I'm not hungry now."
"It's best to drink it while it's hot."
"I can drink it, you put it aside first..."
"Are you afraid that I will poison you?" Nanchuan Shijue then came over with a casserole of soup, his brows raised.
"No way, how could that be..." Ning Fengsheng had to bite the bullet and take the small bowl.
We cannot discourage Nanchuan Shijue’s enthusiasm. After all, this is the result of his hard work for a whole morning, and we must encourage him.
Ning Fengsheng scooped up a spoonful of soup as if he was testing for poison, but his pupils dilated slightly when the soup slid into his throat - this was clearly the taste of his grandmother's specialty medicinal food!
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