Yi Juncheng raised his eyebrows, sat up all of a sudden, the wound was pulled again, but he didn't feel it, as if such pain was just commonplace, and he had long been numb.

From the afternoon after his parents left, his world has been dark and cold, like a world that is silent ten thousand meters under the sea.

At that time, he was fledgling, but he had already conceived in his mind how he would live in the next few years.

Those people didn't want him to inherit the Yi family, so they plotted in every possible way, even at the expense of his parents' lives. The children of the Yi family seemed to be cursed since they were born.

But he is not, he must control the huge Yi family, even if it is a curse, against the sky, he will break it.

Until...meeting that girl who seemed cold but actually warm, he suddenly discovered that all these years of plundering were actually meaningless.

Knowing it shouldn't be, but he still had delusions that shouldn't be there.

Even so, he still has to run forward, because the Yi family is not worthy of stopping, otherwise everything around him will turn into a phantom in a fairy tale and disappear completely.

He stood up and walked towards the bathroom step by step. When he came to him, the door suddenly opened from inside.

Sheng Yang's small face was steamed puffy and rosy, but still had a cold face, his eyes moved down, "Why don't you wear shoes, you are still sick."

His tall body was enough to completely hug her, and he took away half of the towel in her hand without any hassle.

Sheng Yang was taken aback, and then, like a well-behaved doll, he let him brush his hair.

Yi Juncheng was very careful, Sheng Yang couldn't help asking, "You seem to be very skilled?"

Yi Juncheng smiled and said nothing, he had rehearsed it many times in his heart, but he deliberately didn't answer, turning his head to see Sheng Yang's little expression.

I don't know if he was careless, but I always felt that her face was a little bulging.

After wiping his hair, it seemed that it was time for dinner, so Yi Juncheng walked towards the open kitchen, Sheng Yang naturally pulled him, "I'll come, how can there be any reason to ask the patient to cook?"

She has great strength, not to mention that Yi Juncheng is still in the weak stage of recovering from a serious illness, being pulled so forcefully by her, he sat on the sofa, so he could only sit obediently, squinting his eyes and smiling He smiled, but luckily the kitchen is open and can be seen all the time, otherwise he wouldn't feel safe at all.

Sheng Yang thought about Yi Juncheng's current situation and could only drink some porridge or something, but the Manchurian Banquet she made last time was not suitable for him, so he could only call up the recipes in his phone, and he didn't know what he liked to eat, I made a lot of them without knowing it. There are eight kinds, not to mention ten. They are all in small bowls and placed on a tray.

I have to say that Sheng Yang is really quick to learn everything, and he is really a first-class master in cooking, even the chef has to bow down.

"Is it good?" Sheng Yang looked at him taking one sip after another.

"It's delicious." Yi Juncheng's face was still pale, but the smile on his face was warm and extremely warm.

With her around and looking at her, everything tastes good.

Sheng Yang also tasted some, she didn't have a big appetite, so she drank a lot without knowing it.

These porridges are really good. The hawthorn porridge is appetizing, the corn porridge is glutinous and has a good taste, and the mushroom porridge is delicious. They all boil out the original flavor of the ingredients and perfectly melt into the good rice. .

After eating, it was still early, but Sheng Yang still couldn't help asking, "By the way, where is Gao Feng?"

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