Within two days of Wen Xinya, I heard that Ning Shuqian was stabbed with a knife in the hospital, but it was a pity that the knife did not really hurt Ning Shuqian, she just scratched her arm because she was in the hospital Therefore, the treatment was timely, and not even much blood was shed.

It was just that Ning Shuqian was so frightened that she refused to live in that hospital before moving to another hospital overnight.

Nuan Ya was indignant: "Shen Mengting hurts you and bleeds so much blood, how can you just let her cut her arm! It's so cheap for her."

Si Yizheng just smiled and said nothing.

Warm and painful caressed the wound on his arm across the sleeve, but he was careful not to accidentally hurt him: "Although I don't want you to intervene in my grievance with Ning Shuqian, but this time you suffer because of him How could such a serious injury let her go so easily, didn't she say that she was hitting her knife before? As long as you don't kill someone, you can do whatever you want. "

Wen Xinya thought that he was taking care of her, so he did not give a heavy hand to Ning Shuqian, so he quickly stated his position.

Si Yizhang pulled her hands together with fingers crossed: "I know, it's too cheap to hit her like this, so that she can live in fear at all times, suffering and suffering, feeling that her life is in every moment Threatened so she won't heal the scar, and she won't dare to kill you next time. "

Wen Xinya looking at Si Yizhen, his eyes flashed with a bright light: "Si Yizhen, you really have a lot of fun playing with people."

Fear is the most terrible enemy of mankind. Once the seed of fear is sown, then this terrible emotion will take root and grow up in the heart, forming a seed called the demon, hidden deep in the heart, and it is imperative. hurt.

Either way, playing with people's hearts is not a meaning of meaning. He doesn't want to entangle this topic with his beloved woman, so he turned the topic lightly: "What's the smell?"

There is a faint bitterness and mouth-watering fragrance in the air, which is unique to Xinya's medicated diet.

"Yeah! My uncle's white meal!" Wen Ya suddenly jumped from his arms and rushed towards the door of the study.

This impatient appearance looks calm and elegant on weekdays.

Si Yizheng went to the kitchen with Wen Xinya. The food aroma and the traditional Chinese medicine were light and bitter, but it was strange and the index finger was wide open.

The Wen Xinya cooking skills are very good, especially after studying medicine with Du Henan, she has become more and more enthusiastic about the research of various health medicinal diets. The medicated diets made are very delicious.

"The time is just right, otherwise this pot of white meal will be white." Wen Xinya, holding a knife and cutting green onions, she took a lot of work to save this pot of white meal, and put a lot of precious qi and blood in it. Medicinal materials, white meal is rich in a large amount of protein, the protein is very good for wound recovery, anti-inflammatory and disinfection, qi and blood, warming the spleen, nourishing liver and kidney, Qufeng Tongluo, etc. , Is suitable for Secretary Yi Yi.

"I feel that I am the happiest man in the world." Si Yizhen gently hugged her waist from behind her, resting her head on her shoulders, watching her skillfully cutting green onions, in her heart A piece of soft.

Warm and ya could not help but laugh: "Si Yizhen, you are Qiong Yao possessed!"

Si Yizhen kissed her ear softly and said lowly: "Wen Xinya, the first time I ate something you cooked and cooked at Mo's house, then you also made a white meal, but not for I did it, and I was thinking, in the future, you will wear an apron to wash your hands and make soup for me. "

Wen Ya thought that it was her first time to make a heart-warming medicinal meal for her grandfather. A pot of ginseng and wolfberry stew white meal. Si Yizhen rarely used chopsticks, but every time he moved chopsticks, he ate very slowly.

Si Yizhen asked in a low voice, "Who did you learn so well?"

I have known about her life in the past 15 years. At that time, she did n’t have the opportunity to learn cooking. At the time, when she returned to Wen ’s house, she had no chance to learn cooking, so I felt a little strange. She was comparable to her. When did the five-star chef learn cooking?

The Wen Xinya body was stiff, and the knife that cut the green onion was slipped, and all of a sudden went to the fingers: "Yeah!"

"Xin Ya, did you cut your finger? Let me see." Si Yi was startled, and quickly grabbed her finger to check, seeing that her finger was still smooth and beautiful, without any damage, but the beautiful index finger was trimmed The nail was cut off with a knife.

There was some paleness on the Wen Xinya face, and she calmed down and said, "I'm fine, I just cut my nails."

She couldn't help but think of Chu Jingnan. She met him in a restaurant near the college yesterday. Her cooking skills were from the last generation to please Chu Jingnan, but Chu Jingnan has never eaten what she made. Later Chu After Jingnan and Xia Ruya were together, she never cooked again. She thought that this cooking was learned in vain, and did not expect ... Once she was born again, she still had the opportunity to work for the man she loved. kitchen.

Unlike the last one, who was unpleasant to please, she cooks for Si Yiyi. She only feels happy and happy, which is probably true happiness.

"Why so careless? Fortunately, I didn't cut my fingers. Although I want to be rich and happy with you, I don't want to suffer and suffer with you." Si Yizhen's fingers gently rubbed her forefinger, connected Cherish and love.

Although he knew that he meant not wanting her to be hurt, Warm and Ya deliberately asked, "I remember the vow of marriage, that is to say, no matter how poor, painful, or sick, we will never leave the old age. You don't want to be with me. Sharing suffering and suffering, who do you want to be with? "

Si Yizhen kissed her fingertips softly, "I bear the affliction and the pain, I enjoy you."

Warm and sweet in his heart, but still couldn't help hammering a note on his chest: "macho."

"It's a pity that such a beautiful fingernail is broken. It is estimated that it will take a long time to grow back." Although he only cut the fingernail, Si Yizhen still felt distressed.

Why did he ask when did she learn to cook? Her body would be stiff, and she even cut her fingers almost in a panic. He could feel her hundreds of turns and moments in a flash. My mind turns.

Nuan Ya took out her hand and pushed him outside the kitchen: "Hurry up and the gentleman should stay away from the kitchen chef. Don't disturb me in the kitchen to divide my heart, or I will really cut my fingers in a while."

Si Yizhang looked at her with beautiful eyes and clear eyes. Before that moment, she seemed to have no trace of half-heartedness, leaving him unable to think at all.