Transmigrating: I Married the Male Protagonist's Uncle

However, he felt that this was the best food he had ever eaten. He was satisfied.

Nangong Lengyu guarded her best friend\'s spirit for three days, while Huo Ci accompanied her for three days. He served her tea and food so that she could conserve her strength and not faint from exhaustion.

For a long, long time after Dongfang Chu was buried, Nangong Lengyu still had not recovered. She could not accept the fact that she had already left.

During this period of time, he had performed very well. He did not shout at her every day, nor did he find fault with her. He knew how to feel sorry for her.

That night, Huo Yuanfei went to look for Yan Yuanfei to learn from him. He wanted to make his pretty boy\'s favorite braised pork. He had learned it the last time, but it did not taste good.

The pretty boy\'s attitude had been much better recently. No matter how bad his food was, he would give him affirmation, making him full of energy. He always wanted to cook something delicious.

It would be best if he could make the pretty boy\'s eyes light up after eating it. It would make him praise his culinary skills from the bottom of his heart.

The late spring weather was still a little cold in the evening.

When he reached the door and saw a car at the door, he knew that Second Brother must be at home. He pressed the password and entered.

When he reached the living room, he heard voices from the kitchen and the fragrant smell of food, making his appetite increase. He walked over and heard them talking about Nangong Lengyu. He stopped in his tracks and leaned over strangely.

"What medicine is this?" Yan Yuanfei saw her bring the medicine and subconsciously thought that it was the medicine he wanted to take.

"It\'s not for you." Wen Ruoshui smiled when she saw how nervous he was. "It\'s medicine for Yu\'er. The last time I went to the south to look for you, I fought with Huo Ci in the rain. The menstrual pain became even worse. I grabbed some Chinese medicine for her to recuperate."

"I thought Yu\'er doesn\'t drink Chinese medicine and will vomit when she smells it?" Yan Yuanfei still remembered that when Shui Shui was brewing medicine for him once, Yu\'er came over and vomited in the courtyard when she smelled it before entering the house.

"These herbs don\'t have much taste. If you use my method to fry them, the taste will be negligible." Wen Ruoshui placed the herbs into the medicine jar.

"You brewed tasteless medicine for Yu\'er, but you don\'t know how to feel sorry for me. Why don\'t you brew tasteless medicine for me?" Yan Yuanfei was jealous.

"Yu\'er is a girl, but are you?" Wen Ruoshui tilted her head and looked at him gently. "Are you jealous of Yu\'er?"

"Why did I..." Yan Yuanfei tilted his head. Before he could finish speaking, he was stunned for a moment. He looked at Huo Ci, who was standing at the kitchen door at some point in time, and asked him with a calm smile, "Sixth Brother, when did you come over?"

"Nangong Lengyu?" Huo Ci let out a cold laugh. The darkness in his eyes surged, and flames that had been suppressed deeply rushed out. "Are you talking about Nangong Lengyu?"

Yu\'er.

Fighting with him in the rain.

Menstrual cramps?

The person they were talking about was Nangong Lengyu.

It was still Gong Jue!

No, Nangong Lengyu should be Gong Jue!

Wen Ruoshui looked at him nervously. "Huo Ci, listen to our explanation."

Why had he come at this time just when they were talking about Yu\'er? How much had he heard? How much did he know?

"Don\'t look at me like that. I heard everything that I should and shouldn\'t have heard." The fire in his eyes could no longer be suppressed. He roared angrily, "Second Brother, am I still your younger brother?"