"Dream on, you'll use it to appease the kids."
The kids are having such a hard time; life is hard enough for them.
The little ones need to taste something sweet so they'll know what sweetness is like.
Pushing Qin Heng aside, Sang Ning pulled out the large oak barrel she had made on the desolate planet.
Then the sluice gate was opened to release the water, and steaming hot water rushed into the bucket.
Qin Heng leaned closer and asked, "Why are you letting the water out? To brew wine?"
These are brewing barrels.
Qin Heng knew him.
He said with a smug look, "Are you going to brew wine?"
Sang Ning paused in her hand as she reached for the medicine. "No."
"This is for your bath."
"What the hell?"
Qin Heng jumped three feet high, pointing at the steaming water in the tub, "You want me to take a bath in such hot water? Are you trying to scald me to death because I'm in your eyes?"
How could you be so mean?
Qin Heng was heartbroken and said, "Sang Ning, you are absolutely wicked."
"Don't you dare hurt my little one."
The robot butler passing by the door happened to overhear Qin Heng's words.
He rushed in instantly, shielding Qin Heng behind him. Two flames shot from his mechanical electronic eyes as he glared at Sang Ning and said, "With me here, witch, you won't be able to hurt my little brat."
Sanning, "???"
It seems both the master and the steward have some serious illness.
The author has a wildly imaginative and incredibly imaginative mind.
The housekeeper suffers from paranoia.
"Why don't you say I'm going to slice up and eat your little brat?"
Sang Ning glared at the butler with annoyance and threw the prepared medicinal herbs into the bucket.
In a short while, a medicinal fragrance wafted out from the steaming hot water and filled the entire space.
"Don't worry, this is to improve your little one's health."
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