Let the people in the kitchen help to prepare the ingredients, Xia Wanyuan gave everyone a holiday.

When he finished his work and went downstairs, he saw that there was no one in the living room. Junshiling looked around and didn't see Xia Wanyuan,

"Young master, madam is cooking in the kitchen."

Without waiting for the emperor's tomb to open his mouth, Wang Bo went forward and told Xia Wanyuan what was going on.

Junshiling went to the kitchen door and saw Xia Wanyuan, who was busy inside.

Other people have working meals. Xia Wanyuan only makes meals for three people. So Xia Wanyuan prepares three dishes and one soup. Now he is cooking ribs in the pot.

Boiling soup bubbled, making a gurgling sound. In the air, there was a strong aroma floating.

The lamp in the kitchen is relatively dark, and now it hits Xia Wanyuan, but it seems very gentle.

Xia Wanyuan, wearing an apron, is extremely graceful with a rope around his waist, and his seaweed like long hair is simply tied behind his head, revealing the extreme warmth of the whole person.

"Are you finished?" Xia Wanyuan turns around to put some seasoning into the ribs, and sees junshiling standing quietly at the door.

"Well, how did you do it yourself?" When the emperor came to the kitchen, the feeling in his eyes was surging.

"For you."

"For me?" Xia Wanyuan's short sentence made junshiling's whole heart seem to be soaking in warm water.

"Thank you for finding me an agent. You are the richest man. I don't think there is anything I can give you. Thank you for making a meal." Xia Wanyuan's eyebrows and eyes are bent.

"Good." Junshiling nodded and rolled up his sleeve. "What do you need me to do?"

"Wash that and I'll cut the tofu." Xia Wanyuan is not polite to junshiling, but points to the vegetables on the chopping board.

"Well." Junshiling took the vegetables and washed them in the pool. Xia Wanyuan cut the vegetables on the chopping board.

Suddenly, there was a smell of caramel in the air. Xia Wanyuan quickly went to the stove, opened the lid, and the rich meat aroma came to his face.

Xia Wanyuan increased his firepower and fully collected the juice. The thick soup wrapped in the stewed soft and rotten ribs was very attractive.

After taking a plate to fill the ribs, Xia Wanyuan turns to cut the rest of the dishes. Unexpectedly, junshiling, who just washed the dishes, just turns around. Xia Wanyuan bumps into junshiling's chin.

"Hiss" Jun Shiling was hit by a Leng, a light call.

"Oh, I'm sorry. Are you ok?" Xia Wanyuan quickly stepped back,

"It's a good reward. I haven't had my meal yet." Jun Shiling touched his chin and looked at Xia Wanyuan with a smile in his eyes.

"That can't blame me, who let you turn around suddenly."

Xia Wanyuan himself did not find that in front of junshiling, she gradually became "unreasonable".

"Well, blame me." Jun Shiling smiles, with an imperceptible pet in his eyes, "then you go first, and I'll turn around when you're finished."

Xia Wanyuan was amused by Jun Shiling's words, "when do you like to make fun of people?"

When the emperor came to the mausoleum, he didn't smile.

When the meal is ready, Xiaobao just goes home. Since he knows that Xiaobao is Jun Shiling's son, Xiaobao gets the key care in the kindergarten, and finally no one dares to rob his milk candy.

On that day's dinner, junshiling three bowls, Xiaobao two bowls, very to face, the dishes on the table to eat clean.

"Mommy, your cooking is the best I've ever eaten!"

Xiaobao's mouth is still stained with ribs juice. He looks like a little cat. As soon as he puts down the bowl, he blows rainbow farts at Xia Wanyuan.