After I traveled through the book, I spoiled the anorexic prince

Gu Qinghe thought about the carefree young man in red riding a horse and holding a sword, Liu Bai, and smiled: "Liu Bai, if you were standing in front, I should stand out even more. After all, I picked you up, and I don't want you to face it alone, don't you agree, Liu Bai?"

Wei Yanshi wanted to say that it was not right, but the little girl in front of him kept blinking at him. He turned his head away and muttered "Not right" in a low but firm voice.

Seeing this, Gu Qinghe laughed wantonly, "Liubai, you look so cute like this!"

Wei Yanshi didn’t understand what cuteness meant. He only knew that in the room filled with the smell of herbs and blood, the little girl’s brows were finally relaxed and she was laughing happily.

He followed with a smile: "Qinghe, you are the most precious girl I have ever seen."

The women in Yandu are dignified and elegant.

The women in South City are gentle and beautiful.

The women of Mobei are bold and refreshing.

Only you, Qinghe, are unique. You are precious but hard to obtain. I seek you desperately, but I will never find you.

Even though Gu Qinghe had seen a lot of things, she couldn't resist the sparkling eyes and praise from the young man in front of her. Her cheeks unconsciously turned red, and she blushed to cover his clear puppy eyes: "Don't look at me like that!"

Wei Yanshi blinked innocently: "Qinghe, how did I look at you?"

There was a cunning look in his eyes, and he didn't even think about hiding it.

Gu Qinghe was so angry that he said, "You are not allowed to look at me like this anymore!"

On the side, Aunt Gu, who was gradually regaining consciousness, saw the two people fighting, her pale lips slightly raised, her eyes filled with longing.

Gu Qinghe couldn't handle such a vivid blank space, so he could only drive the man to the kitchen and ask him to help him, to be a fireman to hone his character and learn a lesson.

Of course, Wei Yanshi enjoyed doing this very much, as if he had done it many times before, and he was so skilled in lighting the fire and placing the firewood that it made people feel distressed.

Gu Qinghe looked at his movements with amusement, but was merciless in his instructions.

When she came back from the town, Gu Qinghe bought some meat to make braised pork for everyone to eat. Now, except for her, everyone else in the family is injured, so they have to switch to lighter meals.

There were two stoves, one for cooking porridge, like the pickled vegetable porridge that Liu Bai had been fed a few days ago. A dish of meat with cabbage grown by Aunt Gu and a little oil and green peppers bought from her farm.

When cooking, the fire needs to be high, so Gu Qinghe would ask Liu Bai, who has long arms and legs and sits in front of the stove, to add firewood; when serving the dishes, the fire needs to be lowered, so Gu Qinghe would call on Liu Bai, who is slightly bigger than him and sits under the small stove, to take out the firewood.

The sky gradually darkened, the fire in the kitchen was warm, the young boy and girl looked at each other across the mist, laughing and joking, one standing, one sitting, one high, one low, one holding the spoon and the other controlling the fire.

Outside the window paper, the smoke from cooking was curling up, reflecting the light of the sporadic kerosene lamps. When the dishes were about to be served, a cry of surprise broke the peace: "Liubai, there are no more bowls, why didn't you tell me?!"

Gu Qinghe was completely shocked.

Wei Yanshi put out the firewood, his eyes innocent: "Qinghe, you didn't ask me."

"..." Gu Qinghe opened her almond-shaped eyes slightly: "You should use a bowl when eating. You can't possibly not know that, right? Where is your cleverness, your wit, your vigilance, and your sharpness? Leave some space?!"

"...Qinghe ordered me to do something, and I was so happy that I forgot about it for a moment." Wei Yanshi lowered his eyes and said sincerely, "Qinghe, I was wrong."

"What should we do now?" Gu Qinghe was shocked. He spread his hands and looked serious: "Let's just stand and eat with chopsticks facing the pot. What do you think?"