Chapter 179 I will make soup for you forever
"Don't worry, the master will taste it first before he dares to serve it to you." Moss smiled.
"How is it?" Nanchuan Shijue's eyes were fixed on her.
"Hmm... barely passable."
"Ning Fengsheng, your taste buds and conscience have been eaten by dogs!" The man was instantly dissatisfied!
"Miss Ning, please praise the young master. He started preparing the ingredients in the middle of the night, personally scrubbing the turtle's back and stewing it..."
Thinking of the dignified Young Master Nanchuan rolling up his sleeves and squatting in front of the pool to scrub the turtle's back...
Ning Fengsheng smiled and curled the corners of his mouth. This turtle was really honored.
"In just one month, you have made remarkable achievements, Nanchuan Shijue... I underestimated you." She praised sincerely.
Nanchuan Shijue's back stiffened: "Are you praising me?"
"Yes, I compliment you. It's delicious!"
Do you have to say it so bluntly?
"Oh, don't you see who did it? Who can compare to your Nanchuan husband?"
"That's because you peeked at my grandmother's ancestral medicinal recipe..."
Grandma's secret recipe was never passed on to others, so why would she give it to him? This overbearing man must have snatched it away.
"Do I need to steal?"
"Young Master has been coming to the old house so often in the past month that several of Old Madam Ning's purple clay pots have been cracked."
Ning Fengsheng was surprised: "You went to the old house?"
"Stop talking too much!" Nanchuan Shijue suddenly glared at Moss.
"Grandma is very afraid of you. I told you not to disturb her..."
"The young master only looks fierce. Old Madam Ning didn't like him at first, but she was moved by his sincerity... Miss Ning, the old lady has completely changed her mind about the young master now. If you don't believe me, why not give him a call and ask?" Moss immediately spoke up for his master.
Ning Fengsheng was even more surprised and stared at Nanchuan Shijue in disbelief.
She is now on the run and dare not call her grandmother.
What if Mr. Nanchuan tracks the clues and implicates the two old people?
"Mrs. Ning's health is not good. Miss Ning didn't tell me earlier. The young master arranged the best medical team for her..."
"Don't talk too much, just keep drinking." Nanchuan Shijue opened the lid of the casserole, and the rich and delicious aroma filled the room.
Ning Fengsheng sniffed it hard, then scooped a spoonful and tasted it carefully.
Compared to Old Lady Ning's craftsmanship, there's still a big gap...
When this was done by Nanchuan Shijue, she was already very moved.
Ning Fengsheng drank it in big gulps and finished it in one breath.
"If it tastes good, have another bowl! It's made with herbs and cordyceps, so it's very nourishing and good for your health!" Nanchuan Shijue poured another bowl and specially picked some tender turtle meat into her bowl. "Compared with the skills of the palace dogs?"
"You're so depraved, comparing yourself to a dog again." Ning Fengsheng was speechless, "He doesn't deserve it."
"Oh, you're smart." Nanchuan Shijue snorted coldly, "Three years of buttered old turtle is much more valuable than the two dogs you hooked up with!"
What hookup? Where did she hook up?
"Just focus on your soup and don't talk!"
Watching the woman sipping the soup he had cooked himself, an unprecedented sense of satisfaction filled his body.
Nanchuan Shijue never realized that cooking could be such a happy thing.
"Ning Fengsheng, stay by my side, I will make soup for you forever."
"Is all you know how to do is make soup?"
"I'll learn anything you want to eat." Nanchuan Shijue pinched her face lovingly. "I don't know much now, but I will learn one by one until you are satisfied."
"No need, it's great that you can make this soup!" Ning Fengsheng said with a smile, "Master Nanchuan can't just hang around the stove."
"Young Master plans to learn all of Old Lady Ning's ancestral medicinal recipes. When Old Lady Ning is gone, Young Master will make them for you."
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"Master Xiao can't cook, and Mr. Gong is disabled... Our Master is still the best, he can do everything."
Ning Fengsheng's eyes suddenly filled with tears. She thought of Nanchuan Shijue, who was covered in wounds, including a gunshot wound on his arm, and was still cooking to please her...
His wrists were covered with blisters from learning to control fire.
"I don't want you to do this for me. Even if you can't do anything, they can't compare to you."
"..." Nanchuan Shijue's throat tightened, "What did you say?"
Ning Fengsheng turned his head away embarrassedly, and the curve of his neck looked like a swan in the light.
Nanchuan Shijue twisted her face back and licked the soup stains from her lips. The breath of hormones invaded her: "Say it again."
"I'm telling you—if you could just stop fighting and stop getting yourself hurt, I'd like you even more." Ning Fengsheng's cheeks flushed slightly. "Look at you. When have you ever been okay?"
Nanchuan Shijue's exposed chest and back were covered with new and old wounds.
The gunshot wound on his arm was covered with a piece of white gauze...
"You stay by my side and take care of me," Nanchuan Shijue's voice became several degrees hoarse, "I will listen to you."
"That depends on your performance..."
As Moss tactfully exited the room, the door slammed shut. Nanchuan Shijue kissed her on the cheek, "Okay."
The way she blinked made the morning light cast a butterfly-like shadow on her eyelashes...
His heart was filled with restlessness, and he wanted to hold her in his arms and ravage her.
"Shengsheng, you really won't leave?"
Seeing his hot breath and the kiss on her face was about to set the whole field on fire.
Ning Fengsheng pushed him away forcefully: "Drink the soup now, you need to replenish yourself. It's such a big pot, I can't finish it by myself."
"I want to eat another soup now..." His eyes were frighteningly intense.
Ning Fengsheng's calves trembled: "No."
"Why not? It's been over a month, Ning Fengsheng..."
"You haven't even performed well yet, and you want to eat meat!" Ning Fengsheng pulled his tall nose bridge, "That's a reward."
Nanchuan Shijue raised his thick eyebrows. Reward? Okay, this woman has learned bad habits and will keep him in suspense!
…
The huge castle stretches across the sea, with rolling mountains behind it.
The yard is full of roses, and a long stone staircase leads through the yard to the sea.
The waves hit the stone steps, and flower petals floated onto the sea surface in the breeze.
This is the castle that Nanchuan Shijue bought for her and named it "Shengshi Home".
Ning Fengsheng looked up and saw an altar on the fireplace in the middle of the hall, with flowers and long and short candle cups placed on it.
The flickering candlelight lit up gently, illuminating a photo frame surrounded by flowers. It was a hand-painted portrait of a beautiful child with long eyelashes, black agate eyes, and slightly curled long hair, just like a doll.
Ning Fengsheng stood in front of the painting. The portrait looked very similar to her childhood appearance. Could it be...
Nanchuan Shijue hugged her from behind: "Do you like our new home?"
Ning Fengsheng just stared at the little girl in the photo frame: "She is..."
"Nanchuan Sheng."
Ning Fengsheng's nose felt sore. This stupid man, an unborn fetus, had a vivid appearance in his memory.
Her eyes fell on the bone china box next to the photo frame...
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