The Queen's Dynasty: Seven gentlemen for you to pamper

Jiangsu Chen rolled his eyes and thought of a wonderful way to tease him.

"come in."

The door creaked and was pushed open. Ye Chenghuan had a standard smile on his face, like a close brother, holding a small and lifelike carved peony food box in his hand.

Jiang Su Chen stood where he could see him when he pushed the door, with an expression of interest on his face and the corners of his mouth raised.

Kunnu obeyed the instruction and pounced on him from behind the door, showing two immature fangs and said, "Ah woo~"

Ye Chenghuan's face was pale, as if he was startled by Kun Nu's sudden appearance. His feet moved back unconsciously, hitting the threshold, and his body lost its center of gravity and fell backwards.

He shouted in horror: "Ah!"

A pair of hands climbed up to his waist and lifted him up with a strong tug. Ye Chenghuan stared at Jiang Yunchu's fair and shiny face infatuatedly.

The dusk light hit her tall nose, like a beam of warm light in winter, illuminating his heart.

Exclaimed: "Girl!"

Jiang Yunchu quickly retracted the hand holding him and asked with concern whether he was injured.

Ye Chenghuan's cheeks were hot, he lowered his eyes, waved his hands, leaned over and saluted and thanked: "I'm fine, thank you girl."

Jiang Yunchu turned around and yelled: "Jiang Su Chen!"

Jiang Su Chen pouted in aggrieved silence, while Kun Nu was like a mouse seeing a cat, shivering in fear, curling up into a ball, trying to reduce his sense of existence.

Unexpectedly, the city gate caught fire, affecting the fish in the pond.

Jiang Yunchu said to Kun Nu in a stern voice: "Get out!"

Kunnu was so frightened that his hair stood on end, and he looked at the culprit with pitiful eyes, trying to avoid harm.

Just as he thought, Jiang Su Chen mustered up the courage to look directly at Jiang Yunchu and shouted loudly.

"No! I don't want Kunnu to go out, come here Kunnu."

He turned around and sat down on the chair, sulking alone.

Kun Nu was just a bitch, squatting next to Jiang Su Chen. He felt confident when someone protected him.

Jiang Yunchu warned Kun Nu with his eyes, then turned to look at Ye Chenghuan who was so frightened that he was sweating coldly.

"Sorry, I must have scared you just now. How about I have someone help you go back and have a rest?"

Ye Chenghuan patted his chest, calmed down, shook his head, and walked into the room carrying a food box carved with peony patterns.

As he spoke, he opened the food box, took out the steaming white fungus porridge that was delicious and delicious, and placed it in front of Jiang Su Chen.

"It's okay, girl. I, I'm just worried that Brother Su Chen hasn't eaten yet, so I specially cooked some white fungus porridge and brought it to Brother Su Chen to comfort him. I also asked Brother Su Chen not to be resentful towards me."

Jiangsu Chen glared at him resentfully. He was not angry when he saw him, but his blood surged. He picked up the bowl and threw it to the ground, "I don't want anything from you."

The bowl instantly hit the ground, shattering into pieces and splattering everywhere.

Jiang Su Chen raised his hand to push the person in front of him away, but for some reason, something tripped his feet.

His body fell down uncontrollably, and the sharp bowl pieces on the ground got closer and closer to him.

"what"

Jiang Yunchu was so anxious that he grabbed his wrist, lifted him up hard, held him in his arms, and asked eagerly: "Chen'er!"

Jiang Su Chen was so frightened that he huddled in her arms and cried, which frightened Jiang Yunchu.

Ye Chenghuan hid the ruthless light in his eyes and put on a worried look, as if his own brother was injured.

He said with concern: "Brother Su Chen, are you okay? I was scared to death. Why don't I ask the kitchen to prepare some more food to avoid starving my brother?"

Jiang Yunchu: "Okay, thank you."

The moment Ye Chenghuan turned around, the fierceness in his eyes was clearly revealed, and the hands under his sleeves clenched tighter, wanting to crush the bones.

Jiang Su Chen came to his senses in a state of fear and turned his head proudly.

"Hmph! I don't care about you. I don't want to eat the food he brings. Who knows if there are other things in it."

Kunnu squatted next to the chair, twisting his nose, showing his unhappiness on his face, flirting in front of a single tiger, it was so shameless.

Jiang Suchen said in a doting tone: "Okay, no problem, whatever you say will be whatever it is, then I'll have someone prepare your favorite braised pork, okay?"

"Braised pork, then I also want to eat sweet and sour pork ribs."

"Okay, no problem. I'll send someone to bring Suning over to serve you. He'll be there in a minute. This is a letter written by Dongfang and handed over to Suning."

Jiang Suchen nodded: "Okay, no problem."

He also told him: "The plague has been serious recently. Please don't run out secretly again and make me worry. Understand, if I find you sneaking out again, then I will send you back and let Uncle Jiang teach you a lesson." "

Jiang Suchen held his head and drew circles on the table with his fingertips, thinking about his sister who was recuperating in Zhuangzi.

"I haven't seen my sister for a long time. When will she come back?"

Jiang Yunchu's eyes flashed dimly, and he didn't know what happened to Su Yi in Daxia, but his expression quickly returned to normal.

"After a few days, take good care of yourself, and she will be back. Don't worry, why not do this. If you miss her, just write her a letter and I will send someone to deliver it."

While talking, Suning's cheers came from outside the door: "Langjun, Langjun! I'm here!"

Jiang Suchen stood up excitedly, ran outside and gave Suning a big hug, "Ah, Suning, you are here, you are finally here, I am bored to death."

Suning was equally happy. He didn't expect that his husband was too courageous and was seriously ill outside, so he dared to run out privately.

Jiang Yunchu walked out of the room and looked at the noisy master and servant, shook his head and left.

The meals prepared in the small kitchen were brought into their room one after another. Jiang Su Chen swallowed as he looked at the delicious braised pork and sweet and sour pork ribs on the table.

"Aning, sit down quickly and have a taste."

Jiang Suchen invited Suning to sit down and eat together. Suning shyly held the letter written by Xin Dongfang to Jiang Yunchu.

Unexpectedly, she had him in her heart.

"No, Lang Jun, you know that I don't like to eat like this."

Jiang Suchen blinked and pretended to be innocent: "Yes, yes, you love Xin Dongfang the same way."

Suning's cheeks were so hot when he said that, she clutched her clothes, turned her head and said shyly: "Mr. Lang!"

"Forget it, if you don't like it, I'll eat it myself."

Jiangsu Chen did what he said, picked up the chopsticks, and started eating hungrily.

"Mr. Lang, look at you. If the master sees this, he will tell you something."

"Anyway, dad is not here, so he can't control me. I can do whatever I want."

"Can a ginger girl like you like you, husband? Women like gentle, virtuous, and chew slowly."

Jiang Suchen said proudly and firmly: "She is different from other women. She doesn't know how to do it."

The two of you said something to me.