Chapter 35 Strong Little White Flower
After listening to it for a day, Huo Xiang had become more accustomed to calling him that.
But that sticky tone still made his ears feel hot.
"You're welcome. I just think that Weiwei is an adult and she knows her physical condition better than anyone else. We can feel sorry for her, but we shouldn't spoil her fun."
Li Guixun grabbed Huo Xiang's sleeve and shook it gently, saying, "I understand, Xiangxiang, can you remind me more often in the future? I can change..."
here we go again……
She admits her mistakes quickly and has a good attitude. She looks like a strong little white flower who can bend and stretch. She can't be beaten or scolded...
Huo Xiang looked away and responded, "Okay..."
"Puh, puh, puh! Puh, puh, puh..." Shun Shun flew out of the pineapple house, landed in Li Guixun's ear, called a few times, and then quickly flew back.
Huo Xiang couldn't help laughing, but also felt that Li Guixun was strange and pitiful, being disliked by his son like that.
So he deliberately said, "You have offended Shun Shun, you must coax him well, otherwise he will not be nice to you in the future."
Li Guixun thought so too. When he catches up with Xiangxiang in the future, the two of them want to be affectionate for a while, but this guy keeps making “Pooh, pooh, pooh” beside them, what can he do?
After drinking the kumquat and snow pear soup cooked by Huo Xiang, he went back to his room to sleep.
On the third day, Huo Xiang discovered that Li Guixun's throat not only did not get better, but became worse.
He suspected that it was not a case of getting a sore throat. After all, throat problems can be serious or minor, and he could no longer drink random soups.
At night, he knocked on Li Guixun's door, just about to remind him to see a doctor or consult Liang Jiaxin.
As soon as I opened the door, I saw a pyramid made of many Wangzai milk cans on the coffee table.
Li Guixun was holding a can in his hand.
"You... like drinking Wangzai so much?" Huo Xiang felt that the bedroom seemed to be filled with a strong sweet smell of milk.
It is seriously inconsistent with the president's temperament.
"Oh... yes, it's delicious. Ahem..." Li Guixun moved aside and invited Huo Xiang to come in.
"I see...how many cans do you drink a day?"
Li Guixun said with a guilty conscience: "Hehe, not much, just six cans in the morning and six cans in the afternoon, everything goes smoothly..."
Huo Xiang: “…”
One can is 245ml, 12 cans a day, that’s almost 3000ml!
Isn’t this not a lot?
Could it be that the hoarseness was caused by choking on the drink?
No wonder Ouyang said he had frequent urination. He drank so many beverages, plus the soups he cooked himself, if he didn’t urinate frequently, his bladder would explode!
Huo Xiang didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
Inadvertently, he saw Li Guixun's feet and discovered that he was actually wearing red socks! Or the kind with five fingers separated!
Huo Xiang didn't think of anything like his zodiac year, he just felt there was a kind of cute contrast.
Does the president also wear red socks?
Li Guixun noticed that Huo Xiang was staring at his feet, and he shrank his toes in shame.
But Huo Xiang had already seen it, so there was nothing to be ashamed of.
He said openly, "Xiangxiang, what are you looking at?"
How does the saying go? As long as I am not embarrassed, others will be embarrassed.
Sure enough, Huo Xiang came back to his senses and smiled dryly: "Oh, it's okay, your socks... are quite festive."
Li Guixun looked down at his toes and said with some pride:
"Hehe, I think it looks good too." The most important thing is that it can bring good luck!
"It's getting late, you should get some rest! That Wangzai..."
Huo Xiang wanted to say that it was too sweet and drinking too much would be bad for the throat.
But when he thought of Li Guixun's obsession with the number "six", he was afraid that if he spoke rashly, it would affect some of the businessman's metaphysical considerations.
So he changed his tone: "I like that Wangzai too, and it can be used to make a lot of desserts. If you've had enough today, can you give me the rest and I'll make you something delicious tomorrow?"
"sure."
Li Guixun was very happy to be able to help Huo Xiang, and immediately handed over the rest to him.
"Thank you. Mr. Li, don't buy a new one for now. I'll buy it for you tomorrow. There are those in small cans, which are more convenient to drink." Huo Xiang reminded quickly.
When Li Guixun saw Huo Xiang before going to bed, he was so happy that he didn't know what to do and could only say yes.
After Huo Xiang left, he realized that Huo Xiang did it for his voice.
"Hehe, Xiangxiang cares about me more and more... She's even going to make me a little dessert tomorrow. Who on earth is living such a happy life?
So it’s me, ahahaha… cough cough…”
After Li Guixun finished laughing, he climbed onto his bunk bed and acted mysteriously, doing something unknown.
The next day, Huo Xiang got up very early, and the things he ordered overnight were delivered.
The two boxes contain 125ml of Wangzai Milk, also in red cans.
He first used the big red can he took from Li Guixun's room last night to make some milk cubes and Oreo double skin milk, and then baked egg tarts.
When Li Guixun went downstairs, he had almost finished his work.
Li Guixun looked and saw Huo Xiang busy in the kitchen wearing an apron, while Uncle Tian and Mrs. Zhou were watching beside them, eating something.
He then walked into the kitchen.
"Why is it so busy so early in the morning?"
"Mr. Li, you're up now. Try the egg tarts I baked. They're fresh out of the oven."
As he spoke, Huo Xiang had already handed him a brown egg tart.
Li Guixun didn't take it. He just lowered his head and took a bite of Huo Xiang's hand. Then he nodded with shining eyes and ate the rest.
"Xiang Xiang cooked this deliciously! Do you have any more? I want more!"
He was wearing a dark gray warm shirt today, with the collar unbuttoned, revealing his charming neck line and collarbone. With the hem of his pants tucked into his trousers, he looks particularly energetic and upright.
Because I was so close, I could smell the minty scent on him, which I didn't know was from shampoo or toothpaste, but it was refreshing.
His voice was a little husky, with the lowness and laziness of the early morning, which was particularly catchy.
He put his hands behind his back, leaned forward slightly and put his handsome face in front of Huo Xiang, his deep eyes filled with smiles and anticipation.
Her long eyelashes fluttered innocently, and her dimples hung faintly on her lips, as if asking again: "Am I good?"
How could Huo Xiang refuse this?
"Well... the others are not baked yet, you can have a piece of milk cube first!"
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