He just wore a long gown like a nightgown.
A belt is tied around the waist.
Her long hair hangs slantingly behind her back.
A sliver of sunlight filtered in through the crack in the window.
Sprinkle it on him.
It exudes a brilliance like mercury leaking to the ground.
That compelling grace.
Ye Qingli couldn't help but be stunned.
Although I already knew he was good-looking.
However, this look.
It looks particularly charming.
Revealing an incomparable nobility and elegance.
And his movements are also so free and easy.
Although, what he is doing now is just cooking...
Yes, Jun Aohan's movements were very graceful.
However, to put it bluntly, he was actually just waving a big spoon and cooking.
And there is a pot next to it.
The stew on top is white porridge.
It's bubbling and bubbling.
"you're awake?"
Footsteps are heard.
Jun Aohan raised his head.
He glanced towards the door.
Then, he said it casually.
It's just a common sentence.
However, reflecting on the current scene, Ye Qingli suddenly felt that the softest part of her heart had been touched.
She walked over and gently hugged his shoulders.
Buried in his hair.
"When did you get up?"
"forgotten."
The man replied disapprovingly.
"It seems like it's been a while, right?"
His movements seemed very agile.
Waving the spatula with one hand, he kept cooking.
With the other hand, there is still time to taste the porridge.
"Well, the temperature is just right this time."
"Come, have a taste and see if it tastes good."
He changed the spoon, scooped up a spoonful, and then handed it to Ye Qingli's mouth very gently.
"Well."
The temperature is indeed just right.
It won't get burned and can just keep the temperature of the porridge.
Ye Qingli took a sip and felt a fragrant aroma coming straight from the porridge.
Make her feel relaxed and happy.
"It's much better than the porridge you cooked before."
Remember the first time she was trapped in the Ghost King's Mansion.
At that time, she didn't know that he was the ghost king that everyone was afraid of.
At that time, he used to cook porridge for her with his own hands.
It's just that the porridge at that time was cooked...
The current level is many times better than it was back then.
"How can one's cooking skills develop by such a rapid pace?"
Ye Qingli drank several sips in one breath.
Said very surprised.
"Of course, I have practiced it many times."
Jun Aohan said very proudly.
"For example, the recipe this time is an ancient recipe I bought from an auction, and all the ingredients in it were carefully selected by me."
"That cookbook alone is worth hundreds of thousands of gold coins."
"You are the one who took advantage of me."
Ye Qingli couldn't help but hit his forehead.
Hundreds of thousands of gold coins are equivalent to the entire wealth of a small family.
This guy actually just bought a cookbook.
What a big loss!
"I do."
Jun Aohan said with a smile.
"as long as you like it."
"At least, I feel that my cooking skills have really improved a lot after reading that cookbook."
As long as it makes her happy.
Then, no matter how much you pay, it is all worth it.
What's more, it's just a few hundred thousand gold coins.
It doesn't even count.
"In this bowl of porridge, I put cranium, Tibetan grass, fallen ice lotus..."
Jun Aohan skillfully counted out the names of a long list of medicinal materials.
