Chapter 73

Holding a bottle of water in his hand, Sheng Yeling leaned on the door frame to drink while watching Xia Xingcheng busy. (you talk about the net) [WW ω A kind of xＩao A kind of sHuo. A kind of KR]

in the kitchen, the warm orange light reflects the woman's skin, which is almost transparent. Obviously, she is already a mother, but still retains the girl like appearance.

Sheng Yeling suddenly couldn't help but think of what kind of person the father of Xiaobao's child is, and such excellent women are all left behind?

But then he suppressed that ridiculous idea and sneered. He and this woman are only contractual relations. As for what she had, what does it have to do with him.

The very weak light laughter sounded, and Xia Xingcheng was shocked. She looked up and saw Sheng Yeling standing by the door. The knife in her hand could not help shaking under tension.

"Ah." Xia Xing and orange gave a light shout, which found that their fingers were cut and bleeding.

Just about to find something to wrap up, Sheng Yeling on one side quickly walked to Xia Xingcheng's side and dragged her hand to wash water.

"How can you be so careless when you are so grown-up." Sheng Yeling blames.

"Come on, you don't have a sound when you stand there in the evening. Am I not afraid? It's all your fault after all."

Summer star orange language with grievances, for him is also a burst of blame, if he was not standing there she would be so nervous.

See Xia Xingcheng's fingers still have no blood, Sheng Yeling looks at her, not in more words, but directly drags her to the hall.

"Wait, don't move."

Sheng Yeling pressed her on the sofa, got up and went to the next room to search for her. When she came back, she had a medicine box in her hand.

Xia Xingcheng had a stomach full of fire. Seeing Sheng Yeling gently take up his hand and carefully disinfect it, somehow, the fire disappeared in a flash.

Let Sheng Yeling disinfect his wound. Sheng Yeling and her distance is very close at this time. Even when Sheng Yeling looks down, he can see the way he focuses.

Sheng Yeling belongs to that kind of resolute and handsome, not used for Gu Xingxi's soft and weak beauty. Sheng Yeling's face has a kind of masculinity, and his sword eyebrows are slightly raised.

If you really want to compare Sheng Yeling with Gu Xingxi, Sheng Yeling's face will only be in a hurry. The only difference is that Sheng Yeling's occasional Aura will make people dare not look at it directly.

Think of here, summer star orange is not from tiny Leng Shen, on the face climbed again a touch of suspicious flush.

After detoxifying the wound on his hand, Sheng Yeling took out a gauze to bandage the wound, but accidentally touched the wound, and the patient Xia Xingcheng gave an unconscious light shout.

"It's a little bit less painful." Xia Xingcheng looks at Sheng Yeling with a little grievance. When he touches him, the wound oozes blood.

Sheng Yeling could not help frowning, and his face turned black for a moment. Finally, he had to bear to cover the wound again.

During this period, Xia Xingcheng could not help humming a few times, which made Sheng's face even darker.

Chen Ma originally wanted to see what happened when she heard the noise outside. When she got to the door, she heard Xia Xing orange's light shout.

The voice was full of grievances and accusations. It was so imaginative that Chen Ma had to take back her hand to knock on the door.

Knowing that they are husband and wife, it's common for such things to happen, but Chen Ma still can't help sighing that the young people are more and more open now.

In this way, Chen Ma's face flashed a bit of embarrassment, and could not help but quietly back out, continue to go back to rest.

Sheng Yeling here took a long time to wrap up Xia Xingcheng. He saw that Xia Xingcheng's fingers were wrapped like a zongzi. Sheng Yeling's face was not good.

It's the limit where he can bandage others.

"Already, don't touch water these days. "Sheng Yeling said in a low voice.

Xia Xingcheng holds up his hands like zongzi. It's just a small wound, but he makes it look like a broken finger. He can't help laughing.

But in the heart is finally some moved, summer star orange complexion eased some, gently said: "thank you."

At this time, my stomach cried again, accompanied by the hunger in my stomach, Xia Xing and orange were embarrassed. I could only look at Sheng yeting and said in a voice of grievance: "I'm still hungry."

If it wasn't for Sheng Yeling's fright, I should have finished my meal and lay down on the bed now!

But Xia Xingcheng is absolutely afraid to say this to Sheng Yeling. After all, Sheng Yeling has apologized with his actions.

Seeing Xia Xingcheng's grievance, Sheng Yeling is not angry, but has a helpless feeling in his heart.

"Wait here." Sheng Yeling frowned and then went to the kitchen.

"Ah?"

Xia Xingcheng takes a surprised look at him and sees that he doesn't care about himself. Instead, he goes to the kitchen and puts Xia Xingcheng's apron there on him.Xia Xingcheng is stunned at this. Can this man cook?

What does he drink white water every night to satisfy his hunger?

Xia Xingcheng can't help but imagine how good Sheng Yeling's cooking skill is. He is such an excellent person. He must be good at cooking!

After a while Sheng Yeling put a bowl of steaming noodles in front of Xia Xingcheng, indicating that she could eat them.

Xia Xingcheng looks at the bowl of noodles in front of him. The expression on his face is very delicate.

Sheng Yeling immediately chuckled and snorted, "I only know the following. Why, it's not to your taste?"

When it comes to Sheng Yeling, he can't help but flash a hint of ridicule. As expected, he shouldn't be too kind to this woman.

Seeing Sheng Yeling angry, Xia Xingcheng immediately put on a flattering expression, took up the bowl of noodles and ate it: "it's not against my appetite. I'm surprised to see you cook noodles for me!"

Listen to her, Sheng Yeling's face is a little softer, but still like a child, he doesn't say a word with Xia Xingcheng.

When Xia Xingcheng saw him like this, he dared to say more. He could only bow his head and eat noodles. Let alone, the noodles were not bad.

Also, how could he be the kind of person who goes into the kitchen to cook.

At the same time, Xia Xingcheng can't help but think that it's not the first time that he cooks food for women, right?

After this idea appeared, Xia Xingcheng could not help but want to explore it. The remaining light in the corner of his eye caught a glimpse of Sheng Yeling's cold side face, and then he quickly took back his sight.

I secretly regret that I have such an idea. Xia Xingcheng can't help waving it away.

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