C102

Name:Morning, Proud Uncle! Author:
In such a muddled day, she had unknowingly fallen into another trap.

Carrying the medicine belt, she wandered on the street. The afternoon breeze was a little warm, so she closed her eyes comfortably and felt the gentle breeze caress her face. The welcoming spring flowers on the roadside also showed their flowers.

She touched the bud and smiled. Her refined temperament was completely different from her domineering attitude just now. She would even laugh if she thought about it. How did she become like that? It turned out that she really knew how to act.

Standing at the crossroads, waiting for the red light with a lot of people, but when the green light lit up, she still stood in the original, endless street, she was more like a wandering soul.

When he returned to his apartment, Jiang Yayan was sitting on the stairs with a lifeless look in his eyes.

When Ye Zichen saw that she had returned, he ran over excitedly to her side, but he didn't know what to do, "Ji Li, sorry, can you forgive me? If you're still very angry, then hit me."

He didn't expect her to forgive him so easily, he followed up from behind. "Really?" "You really aren't angry with me." Seeing that she didn't say anything, he added, "I swear that I won't do this to you anymore." Unless she wanted to, he added to himself.

"Yes." Compared to Ji Ye, Jiang Yayan knew that he was wrong. He even knew that he had to worry about her, so he came to the forest with Qi Can to look for her.

She turned around and looked at him. "Jiang Yayan, do you know how to cook?"

"This... This... Will... "A little," he agreed, forcing his hair.

"I'm so hungry, can you cook something for me? I have a cold. " She really wanted to eat something hot right now.

Lazily pushing the door open, she said, "Come in."

"Ah?" You want me to cook? " Jiang Yayan was sweating profusely. Ever since he was young, he didn't even know what the kitchen looked like, much less cooking.

"If you don't want to." She didn't blame him for what she had just said.

"No, no, of course I'm willing. I'm really good at cooking." In order to take the blame, he could only do it. Furthermore, it was all because of him that he caught her cold. His heart was filled with guilt.

Ji Li couldn't help but laugh. "Why are you so nervous?" She walked inside, placed the medicine on the table, and touched her forehead. Sure enough, the nurse told her and it started to heat up again.

She sat down on a chair without any strength left in her body. Jiang Yayan quickly rushed to her and said, "Ji Li, are you alright?"

"Not good, can I trouble you to boil some water for me?" I want to take medicine. " She pointed to an open kitchen on her right.

Jiang Yayan said righteously, "Alright, just you wait, I'll go burn it for you." Only the heavens would know how to use the gas for his food.

Ji Li laid on the table and waited for a long time for water to flow. She couldn't help but look over and find him still frowning. He was in the middle of his research.

"What are you doing?"

"Nothing, let me see what brand this is." He thought for a long time before finally thinking of an excuse.

A flock of crows flew by...

If this was a joke, then it would be too cold. Ji Li thought, could it be that he didn't know how to use it?

"There's a bottle down there. Turn it to the right, switch it on, turn it to the left." She told him the steps, and he did as she told him, smiling guiltily.

After eating the medicine, she entered her room to rest. Jiang Yayan's adventure in the kitchen began, and he even called Qi Can for help. Qi Can had laughed for a long time and taught him the simplest of things, porridge.

"All you have to do is pour the rice into the pot, add water, boil it, and put salt on it."

Jiang Yayan did as he was told. The problem was that he had forgotten how much salt to add, so he just put a spoonful on the table. It didn't seem enough, so he put another spoonful on the table.

Ji Li took a bite and frowned.

"What's wrong?" "Doesn't it taste good?" He was nervous at the side, but looking at her pained expression, it didn't look very good.

"How much salt did you put in it? So salty."

"I only put two spoonfuls. "It's so bad, I'll eat it!" He snatched it over and ate it, then quickly ran to vomit, "It's so bad, I'll go burn it, just you wait."

"Forget it, I'm starving. Bring it here." She took the bowl from his hands and began to nibble on it. Although it wasn't really tasty, the heat made her feel a bit worried.

"You're really going to eat someone to death?" He looked at her with trepidation.

She smiled gently. "How can food eat people? Thank you for the porridge. You can go back now. I'll be fine if I sleep tomorrow." She handed him the bowl and got into bed. Warm and quiet. It was the peace she wanted, nothing, nothing.

"Alright then, I'll be going. If you need anything, just call me. I'll come over immediately. I'll buy you breakfast tomorrow morning."

"Alright, sorry to trouble you." she replied in a muffled voice.

Jiang Yayan left the room. After a while, he heard the sound of the door closing. Only after three minutes, the doorbell rang.

Ji Li got up from the bed and went to open the door. There was a man standing outside with short hair, a beard, and a familiar face.

"You are?"

"Hello. "The beauty forgot about me so quickly. I'm Luo Ling from the East. I heard from the owner that you were sick, so I came here specifically to visit you." Luo Ling from the east carried Shui Lan and went in without waiting for her invitation.

Eastern Luo Ling? Oh. She remembered, the music director.

She went back into the room and poured him a glass of water before placing it in front of him.

"I'm not only here to visit you. More importantly, I want to ask you if you've thought it through." He went straight to the point.