How much time can I waste on something I do every day?
Murong Xiao walked up to the millet porridge, frowned and asked, "Is this the midnight snack the kitchen prepared for you?" Although this midnight snack looked delicious, it was only appetizing and nourishing to the stomach, and was not suitable at all for people who needed to replenish blood.
"This is a midnight snack prepared for you. I don't know what you ate out last night, so I asked the kitchen to prepare it in case you were hungry."
Looking at Qian Yeming's gentle and handsome face under the soft light, Murong Xiao's heart warmed slightly. She sat down opposite him and smelled the porridge.
"Prepared for me? Then I won't be polite!"
Seeing that Murong Xiao liked it, Qian Yeming was also in a good mood: "As long as you like it."
After waiting for a while, I saw that Murong Xiao had not started eating yet.
"If you like it, why don't you eat it?"
"Waiting for you! Wait until your midnight snack comes and we enjoy it together."
Qian Yeming smiled and said, "I didn't order a midnight snack. Eat it quickly. It will hurt your stomach if it gets cold."
"Prince, your midnight snack is here." Zhang Wei's voice sounded outside the door.
"Come in." Murong replied with a smile.
The door was pushed open, and Zhang Wei came in with a bowl of rich soup, a bowl of white rice and two side dishes, and placed them on the desk.
"Master, this is your midnight snack."
After taking a look at the food, Qian Yeming nodded calmly and said, "Got it, let's go out."
After Zhang Wei left, he asked with a smile, "Did Xiao'er ask the kitchen to make this?"
"Well! Come and try it and see if it tastes good." After saying that, Murong Xiao mixed the white rice into the thick soup.
Qian Yeming looked at this way of eating with interest and asked in confusion, "Isn't it said that eating dry white rice soaked in soup hurts the stomach?"
"This isn't a soaking soup; it's called a rice broth. This broth is made by simmering abalone, sea cucumber, and top-quality ginseng slices over low heat for two hours. It's very nutritious. Look, the broth is very thick; all the nutrients from the ingredients have been absorbed into it."
Murong Xiao said as he stirred the rice evenly and pushed it in front of Qian Yeming.
Looking at the rice mixed with soup emitting a faint golden and moist glow, Qian Yeming's appetite was instantly aroused.
"From breakfast to supper, all the dishes were arranged by you, and they are all so nutritious. Are you really planning to make me fat?"
Murong Xiao took a sip of the fragrant millet porridge and said with a smile: "Let's gain some weight first."
Qian Yeming tasted the light yet nutritious rice, nodded with satisfaction, and asked, "Xiao'er, do you think your husband's figure is not good enough?"
Husband? Murong smiled and raised an eyebrow. Could such goosebump-inducing words really come from Qian Yeming, a cold and expressionless man? It seemed that in their previous life, they had lived together for more than two years, and he had never once said the word "husband" to her.
But I have to admit that although these two words are corny, they sound very nice.
Thinking of the other person's thin but very toned figure, Murong Xiao's face flushed slightly: "It's always good to take care of your health."
Seeing Murong Xiao blushing, Qian Yeming was in a good mood, and secretly made up his mind that he must take advantage of the detoxification period to keep his body in good shape, and wait until the toxins in his body were completely cleared... He glanced at Murong Xiao and secretly thought in his heart that since they were already married legally, he had not yet consummated the marriage with her!
Both of them were a little off topic at the moment.
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