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Chapter 1134: A Rare Moment When They Could Sleep Together

Xia Jinyuan laughed at her words. He pulled his arms tighter around her and hugged her. He laughed until his chest heaved up and down. “You can’t eat fatty meat. Listen to Uncle Chen obediently and rest your stomach for a week.”

After he finished speaking, he took a few deep breaths around her neck and his laughter got louder. “I feel that we need to have a good bath. I haven’t bathed in three days and two nights. You probably haven’t bathed in a week, right?”

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Girls were always shy about this topic and Ye Jian was an extremely shy person. Hence, when she heard this, she crawled out of his arms directly and rushed to the bathroom in the bedroom.

When he heard the sound of water flowing in the bathroom, Xia Jinyuan laughed loudly.

He stopped teasing her. Xia Jinyuan decided to be a gentleman and went down to the car to take his luggage first. After that, he went to the kitchen and scooped a bowl of white porridge. He placed it on the dining table for it to cool down. Then, he saw Ye Jian walking out wearing a sports T-shirt and shorts. Her hair was wet.

She just bathed so under the light, there was a pearl-like glow on her fair skin. However... she was a little skinny.

Ye Jian’s face was finally not red anymore. She walked in the forest for seven days alone, and she was hungry all the time so she had no time to take care of her personal image. She would at most wipe her body with a towel... However, she shouldn’t have any smell!

At 18 years old, Ye Jian wasn’t as restrained as she was in the past. At that time, she was easily embarrassed. Now, she could maintain her expression.

When he looked at her, Ye Jian walked over calmly. Xia Jinyuan pursed his lips a little and quickly held her hand. He said in a gentle voice, “There’s no meat, only porridge. After your stomach heals, I will bring you to try Xia Yiwei’s cooking skills.”

“Her cooking is so good even my grandmother compliments her. However, she rarely cooks. Hou Zi only ate her cooking two times.”

Cooking required talent. Xia Yiwei was talented in cooking. She always said this to Xia Jinyuan, “After I retire, I will open a Chinese restaurant in France! I will show them how broad and profound our Chinese cuisine is!”

Ye Jian sat on the chair he pulled out for her and teased him, “Brother Zi only ate it twice. How many times have you eaten it?”

The white porridge boiled until the bubbles formed flowers. It looked really appetizing. Ye Jian took a scoop as she spoke.

“I’ve eaten a few more times. In the past, when I was in Fujun Town, I would go and look for her whenever I’m free. I probably ate ten times more than Hou Zi.” Xia Jinyuan waited excitedly at the side as he looked at Ye Jian eating the small millet porridge he cooked. He waited for Ye Jian to praise him.

For instance, ‘the porridge is not bad’, or ‘I want to drink this tomorrow...’ words like these to compliment him.