The little maid never thought that Yan Qi would be so bold and indulgent, kissing her as much as he wanted, and kissing her so hard. Was he showing off his exquisite tongue skills?
After a long time, Yan Qi took out the little maid's little hand.
The little maid shyly retracted her little hand, lowered her head, a little ashamed and a little complaining, and said Nuonuo: "You are so brave, you actually kissed me..."
Yan Qi shook his head: "You misunderstood. You just bled a lot, and there is salt on your hands. If the salt gets into the wound, it will leave permanent scars on your hands. I will bind your wound if the situation arises." , digest the salt, and the saliva has the function of stopping bleeding. If you don’t believe it, you can see that the bleeding has stopped.”
"So that's it!"
The little maid looked at her fingers. Sure enough, there was no salt on her hands and the bleeding had stopped. She was horrified to see a long gash across the green-white fingers.
Thinking that if salt poured into the wound just now, it would definitely leave an indelible scar.
Yan Qi sucked his wounds, it was so timely.
Hey, I just misunderstood that he was scorning me. I was really ignorant.
The little maid Nuonuo said: "Brother Qi, thank you. I misunderstood you just now."
Yan Qi laughed loudly: "There are many people who misunderstand me, and you are not the least of them."
He tore off a piece of cloth from his sleeve, grabbed the little maid's hand politely, and quickly bandaged her wound: "The wound will leave scars when exposed to wind, so just wrap it like this. Don't touch it tonight." Water, it will heal tomorrow.”
Seeing Yan Qi being so considerate, the little maid felt warm in her heart.
It's been a long time since anyone cared about me so much, except of course the eldest lady.
That's right, this little maid is Qiuxiang, the personal maid of the eldest lady Lin Ruoxian.
Called maid, they are actually sisters!
Lin Ruoxian went out to do errands and rushed back to the house in the middle of the night.
After a busy day, I didn't even have a good meal.
In the middle of the night, Lin Ruoxian didn't want to bother the cook anymore, so she wanted to endure it. It was almost dawn anyway, so... she could lose weight by the way.
Qiuxiang couldn't stand it anymore and came over personally to get Lin Ruoxian something delicious.
She changed into coarse linen clothes to cook, but she didn't expect that Zhang Wencai would have a wrong idea about her.
Moreover, she did not declare her identity just to test Zhang Wencai. Unexpectedly, this guy turned out to be a beast in disguise.
Yan Qi is a genuine good person.
I was embarrassed to tell Yan Qi my name just now, but now it will only be embarrassing. I might as well not say my name at all. It will not be too late to find an opportunity to say it in the future.
Qiuxiang looked at the injured finger and felt a little annoyed.
The food is ready, it just needs to be cooked, but it happens to be injured and cannot touch the water.
Could it be that we can only let the eldest lady go hungry tonight?
Yan Qi saw Qiuxiang's dilemma and thought that she was such a greedy little cat. She was already injured and still thinking about cooking.
Forget it, good people will do it to the end, and the messengers who protect the flowers must stand on the last duty.
Yan Qi rolled up his sleeves, took out a kitchen knife, and cut the uncut potatoes into shreds.
"You, are you okay?"
Qiuxiang didn't expect that Yan Qi would actually roll up his sleeves and think about how a grown man could cook. Isn't this just playing the piano randomly?
You know, in ancient times, men were not allowed to go to the kitchen.
When a man works in the kitchen, it means that a woman is unqualified and unmanly.
However, listening to the sound of "dang dang dang" and seeing Yan Qi's skillful skills and superb knife skills, cutting the potato shreds faster and neater than himself, I couldn't help but be stunned.
What kind of man is he? He can even shred potatoes.
In this era, apart from professional cooks, ranging from talented scholars to peddlers, which man has the courage to cook in the kitchen?
Yan Qi actually didn't feel vulgar, and the work was so good.
This man is truly extraordinary.
Qiuxiang looked at Yan Qilangyi's back and really admired him.
Unique, handsome and uninhibited.
He is obviously full of gangster spirit, but he also has a warm heart!
Yan Qi's knife work was not limited. In a short time, he cut the potatoes into shreds, put them in the pot, and cooked them.
After a while, the shredded potatoes were freshly baked.
"Eat, little greedy cat!"
Yan Qi pushed the shredded potatoes in front of Qiu Xiang, then turned around and went back to cooking.
Qiuxiang took a bite and praised in her heart: "It's full of color, aroma and flavor. It's a good dish. It's much more delicious than what you cook yourself. The eldest lady will definitely like it."
Yan Qi worked very quickly and made four dishes and one soup in the blink of an eye.
"Why don't you eat? Aren't you hungry?" Yan Qi asked Qiuxiang, feeling very strange.
Qiuxiang smiled, packed up the four dishes and one soup, took them away, walked to the door, hesitated, and finally looked back at Yan Qi with a smile: "Thank you, Brother Qi, I'm sorry you didn't say my name just now. , my name is Qiuxiang, it’s too late, let’s...see you next time!”
After saying that, he twisted the water snake's waist and trotted away into the night.
"She is actually Qiuxiang, the eldest lady's personal maid?"
Yan Qi couldn't help but be stunned for a while.
He had already guessed that this little maid was special, but he didn't expect that she was Qiuxiang, the eldest lady's personal maid.
Yan Qi has now thought: Qiuxiang is here to cook for the eldest lady.
So, I accidentally cooked a delicious meal for the eldest lady?
Now, Yan Qi is a little worried about Zhang Wencai.
This guy was so arrogant just now. If he knew she was Qiuxiang, he would be so ruined that his intestines would turn green, right?
Even Zhang Wencai dared to blaspheme the eldest lady's personal maid, so Zhang Wencai considered himself committing suicide.
There will definitely be a wonderful show tomorrow!
…
Qiuxiang returned to the eldest lady's boudoir and laid out food.
The eldest lady has just taken a bath and put on comfortable pajamas. She is clean, spotless and extremely beautiful.
She was lazily hugging the pillow in a daze, her beautiful eyebrows furrowed, her mind was in chaos, all the worries of the Lin family, each one more pressing than the last.
"Miss, let's eat first. You have been busy all day. You can't do it without eating. If you don't eat, your breasts will become smaller."
"Qiuxiang, even if my breasts get smaller, they are still bigger than yours. If you don't believe me, let's compare."
"Miss, you are bullying Qiuxiang."
The two exchanged a few jokes, and Lin Ruoxian's troubles eased a lot.
Lin Ruoxian looked at the four dishes and one soup and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment: "Qiuxiang, did you make this? It looks good."
Qiuxiang smiled slightly: "How about you try it, Miss?"
Lin Ruoxian tasted each one one by one, which aroused the greed in her stomach. After eating several more mouthfuls, she said to Qiuxiang with satisfaction: "I didn't expect that your cooking skills have improved again. Qiuxiang, any man who marries you will be lucky." .”
Qiuxiang blinked her beautiful eyes: "Miss, these dishes are not made by me."
"Oh? Who did that?"
Lin Ruoxian enjoyed the meal: "We still have such a powerful cook in the Lin Mansion? I think we should give this cook some extra salary."
Qiuxiang smiled coquettishly: "Tell the truth to the eldest lady, these dishes are all made by Yan Qi."
"Yan Qi?"
After hearing this, Lin Ruoxian frowned, put down the chopsticks with a snap, and asked with a straight face: "Why is he still in the Lin Mansion? Didn't I ask you to kick him out?"
