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When he got home, it was already past ten o'clock. Zhou Xuanji kicked off his shoes. As soon as he entered the living room, he saw Ling'er sitting by the dining table, as if he was writing something there.

Hearing the sound, Ling'er looked up and saw that it was Zhou Xuanji. She stood up with a smile and said hello: "Brother, are you back?"

"Well, girl, have you had dinner?" Zhou Xuanji walked to her, reached out to rub her hair, and said softly.

After agreeing to Li Wan's date, he had already notified Ling'er and asked her to have dinner by herself. However, according to his estimate, this girl was a little cruel to her. Whether it was eating or using it, she just wanted to make do with it.

"I've eaten it." Ling'er nodded, and finally changed the subject: "Brother, I've stewed the pear and pig exhibition soup, and I'll give you a bowl now."

After saying that, she hurried into the kitchen. Her small figure exuded a bit of virtuousness, which made Zhou Xuanji smile at the corner of her mouth. This feeling seemed to have the smell of home. It would be completely different if there was one more woman at home.

When he walked to the dining table and sat down, he looked at the small notebook where Ling'er was writing words. The words on it were quite neat. Although they were not very good-looking, they were better than the elegant ones.

All the recipes in the book are recorded, and the dishes are remembered in detail, which obviously took her a lot of thought.

A touching feeling surged in his heart. Zhou Xuanji understood that this only showed that Ling'er really wanted to serve him well, so she thought about constantly making tricks to cook.

At this moment, Ling'er walked out of the kitchen with a bowl of soup in her hands. The white little hands and the white enamel bowl complemented each other, revealing a bit of delicate and delicate smell.

While walking, she was carefully blowing the soup in the soup bowl, her bulging cheeks and bright red mouth, as if they were fresh and tender, and her appearance was a bit cute. Coupled with her delicate facial contour, this picture made Zhou Xuanji feel soft again.

Putting the soup bowl in front of Zhou Xuanji, Ling'er put the fingers of her hands and blew them a few times, then pinched her ears with her fingers and jumped on the spot a few times. It was obvious that she was burned.

This action made Zhou Xuanji smile. After several days of conditioning, Ling'er's lips became redder and white in teeth, and her fingers were as white as green onions, with the smell of a flowery girl.

"Silly girl, won't you take it out with a tray? You have to burn your fingers?" Zhou Xuanji sighed and looked down at the soup in the bowl.

The soup is stewed very authentically, with a bit of redness in the color, and the noodles are sprayed with a taste of Cordyceps flowers, which obviously adds a lot of ingredients. But what is touching is not the soup itself, but the intention of the soup making person. This is a bowl of soup that represents warmth.

Ling'er smiled with her lips, feeling a little embarrassed, then shook her body in a slight sense of shame, then she opened her big eyes and looked at Zhou Xuanji and said, "Brother, try it. I don't know if it's the first time I've made this soup. Moreover, I learned it according to a TV program and am not very skilled."

Zhou Xuanji responded, but finally shrugged in Ling'er's eyes, saying, "It seems that I have special abilities and can drink soup without a spoon."

Ling'er was embarrassed, like a frightened little rabbit, and her body jumped out directly, and at the same time she said clearly: "Oh, brother, then I'll get you a spoon now."

The figure exuded a touch of playfulness and youth, which made Zhou Xuanji stare at him for a while, and his heart was filled with ups and downs.

If he hadn't brought her back that night, maybe she would still be in the thief's nest, and she would not eat well, and she would not sleep well. She didn't know how long she could last. With Cheng Yong's heart, sooner or later, she would have to put her ideas on her.

"Brother, the soup spoon is here." Ling'er shouted crisply, and her thin body hurried out.

Seeing Zhou Xuanji's dazed expression, she stopped in time, blinked her big eyes, and involuntarily lowered her voice: "Brother, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing, you can also serve a bowl. Let's eat together. I'll eat alone. That's really boring." Zhou Xuanji shook his head satisfied and looked at Ling'er with a bit of spoiledness. Such a sensible girl is indeed worthy of his spoiling.

Ling'er stuck out her tongue, but shook her head firmly and said, "Brother, I won't drink it anymore. Look, I'm still young and don't need to replenish my body. You work outside every day, so hard, you always need to replenish it, so that you will have more energy to work."

"Girl, listen to me. No matter what happens in the future, you must eat and dress well. You don't have to think about me. I told you last time that we have money and don't have to save money in this way. So even if I'm not at home, don't be so cruel to myself, so that I will be happy, do you understand?"

Zhou Xuanji put down the spoon in his hand, raised his eyebrows and looked at her, and a faint feeling of pity appeared in the corner of his eyes.

Ling'er then responded unwillingly and slowly turned around and entered the kitchen. The girl did take Zhou Xuanji's words as an imperial edict, but even so, the bowl of soup she served herself had obviously less ingredients.

However, Zhou Xuanji did not point her out, but just scooped a few pieces of pears and pigs from her bowl and put them into her bowl. Some things cannot be accomplished overnight. You have to take it slowly. With Ling'er's mind, it does take a long time to change your ideas.

He scooped a spoonful of soup and blew it gently on his mouth. Zhou Xuanji then put it into his mouth. The smell was clear. This soup had the effect of clearing the lungs and promoting fluid. After drinking it, it suddenly became a little refreshing.

"Ling'er, there is one thing I haven't asked you. Have you never known what your surname is?" Zhou Xuanji asked softly while drinking the soup.

Ling'er shook her head, with a faint sadness on the corner of her eyebrows. It was at this time that she showed the confusion in her heart. After all, she was just a child who couldn't even figure out her own life experience.

Looking at her expression, Zhou Xuanji felt ache in his heart. He reached out to put his hand over Ling'er's shoulder, patted him gently and said, "Ling'er, you don't have to have any burden. I said, this is your home. I will help you find your biological parents in the future. In this life, you can not recognize your parents or even break with them, but you just have to know who they are. This is a kind of desire in the hearts of each of us."

Ling'er's head leaned against Zhou Xuanji's chest, her eyes turned red, and the warmth in the depths of her eyes gradually emerged. Finally, she responded softly: "Brother, I actually suspected that I was a child abducted by Cheng Yong. But when I was young, I had always worn a piece of jade on my body, with the words Ling'er engraved on it, so I knew my name."
Chapter completed!