Xiao Huizi and He Xiaoer

He Zhijing got up very early the next day. He knew that Grandma Zhu wanted to cook her secret daughter soup, so he ran to the kitchen to discuss with Grandma Zhu and asked her to make it.

He wanted to regain the sense of participation in taking care of his girlfriend, and the first thing he did was to cook a bowl of brown sugar water by himself.

Hearing this, Granny Zhu smiled and patted him on the shoulder, "Okay, young man He is really good, then I will hand over the responsibility of taking care of my girlfriend back to you, and I, an old lady, will not be so shameless to disturb you two."

However, when Granny Zhu asked He Zhijing if he could cook brown sugar water, He Zhijing was stunned for a moment. Yes, he was eager to show off his boyfriend skills, but he forgot that he had never done it before, not even such a simple bowl of brown sugar water.

As a young master from a wealthy family, he usually had his meals prepared by servants and had never done this kind of work.

He said awkwardly: "I can look up how to do it online."

Granny Zhu laughed and said, "Well, no need to search online, I, an old lady, will teach you."

She was guiding He Zhijing. Fortunately, there were all kinds of food ingredients and medicinal foods in the kitchen, and they quickly prepared red dates, longans, wolfberries, and other materials. And the brown sugar water was very simple to make, and He Zhijing cooked a pot in a very professional manner.

Granny Zhu looked him up and down. He was a 1.87-meter tall man with an upright posture. He was dressed in bright clothes and had a unique temperament, which was somewhat out of place with the worldly atmosphere of the kitchen.

Granny Zhu smiled and said, "Young man He, I think you have a good physique. You are a good material."

"Material?" He Zhijing asked in surprise, "What material?"

"When I was young, I learned some small skills, such as self-cultivation and strengthening the body. Let me put it this way, although I am over 70 years old, I am still very fast. I dare say that you, a young man, are not as good as me in this aspect."

He Zhijing could of course see that Granny Zhu looked very good, her eyes were bright, and even her skin had a healthy glow. He said sincerely, "Granny Zhu, I believe in you."

"You said I'm a good material. Do you mean... a material for learning how to strengthen the body?"

Granny Zhu gave him a thumbs up and praised him, "Smart."

He Zhijing is busy enough with his work, and he only exercises occasionally. He has no time to learn any fitness methods, and he has no interest in it.

Granny Zhu saw that he was not interested, so she did not continue. She waved her hand and said, "Forget it, just pretend I didn't say anything. But I'm telling you, your Miss Hui is not an ordinary person. I'm afraid you won't be a good match for her."

He Zhijing suddenly became nervous and said, "I know this. She is multi-talented and seems to know everything. I have already experienced this. However, I don't think she will dislike me."

After all, he is a successful business elite, so He Zhijing still has this confidence.

Granny Zhu just smiled, changed the subject, and asked, "When are you and Miss Hui going to get married?"

He Zhijing was stunned and stammered, "Maybe not that fast."

All in all, he and Xiao Huizi had only known each other for a month, and it was indeed a bit too early to bring up the idea of ​​marriage. Although his mother already regarded Xiao Huizi as her daughter-in-law, and Xu's father and mother also recognized him as their future son-in-law.

Of course he hoped it would be quick. He wanted to be able to breathe the air close to Xiao Huizi every morning from now on, and to stand side by side and look up at the sea of ​​stars every night.

But will Xiao Huizi agree now? Will she be disgusted if I tell her this now?

Granny Zhu completely ignored his tangled expression and said to herself, "Don't worry so much, young man, just do what you want to do. If you've made up your mind, I have a gift for you."

"Gift?"

"I have a pair of nice rings. I can give them to you when I think of them."

He Zhijing was a little dazed for a moment.

Granny Zhu said, "Go ahead, it's time to serve it to Miss Hui."

Came to Xu Zhihui's room.

The teacher went out early in the morning.

Xu Zhihui was still curled up in the bed. She felt sleepy at this time, lazy and didn't want to move, revealing her black hair, her whole body curled up in the bed, her face flushed. At this moment, she opened her confused eyes and watched He Zhijing come in with steaming hot brown sugar water.

She asked softly, "He Xiaoer, did you go to boil brown sugar water early in the morning?"

"Of course. Come, drink it and warm yourself up."

Xu Zhihui sat up, holding the brown sugar water that He Xiaoer had carefully prepared, and her hands immediately felt warm. She drank it slowly, one mouthful after another, looking at him with a pair of shining eyes, and said, "It's well cooked, very delicious. I like it thicker, how did you know? Where did you learn it?"

"I've had your sweet soup, so I thought you would like it thicker," he said a little embarrassedly, "Actually, Granny Zhu taught me, but I made it myself."

"It doesn't matter, as long as you did it, thank you He Xiaoer."

After she finished drinking, He Zhijing wiped her mouth with a tissue and said, "Just take a good rest these two days and don't go anywhere."

Xu Zhihui pursed her lips and said, "It's not a big deal, I'm just a little sleepy. I'll be fine after a day of rest. Tomorrow I'll take you back to Peking University to see the ginkgo trees. I can't wait to go back and see them."

He Zhijing looked at her adorable appearance and said without a second thought, "Okay, let's go see her tomorrow."

Xu Zhihui stared at him and asked, "You donated 100 billion in my name. Is this considered part of my birthday celebration?"

He Zhijing did not deny it, "Yes."

"Oh, that's 100 billion, don't you feel bad?"

"That's nothing. I'm a billionaire."

Xu Zhihui teased him deliberately, "You are so rich and willful. Didn't I say that I am in charge of our family's money? You didn't even ask me."

"Yes," He Zhijing was startled, then he remembered and asked awkwardly, "Xiao Huizi, you, don't agree?"

Xu Zhihui chuckled, "I was just joking. This is your money, you decide. Peking University cultivated me, and I met many good sisters, good classmates, and good teachers at Peking University. You donate money to support my mother, so of course I agree."

"You scared me." He Zhijing hooked her nose with his finger, "Come, lie down, I'll rub it for you."

"Uh... He Xiaoer, I'm really fine. My stomach doesn't hurt anymore."

"Didn't we agree on this last night?"

Okay, let him be.

Xu Zhihui shrank back into the quilt helplessly. He Zhijing reached a big hand in from outside the quilt. He was actually a little excited and his hands were shaking.

"Hey, don't touch the wrong place." Xu Zhihui blushed and patted his hand, "This is my thigh."

"Sorry, I didn't mean it."

It’s better to do it yourself. Xu Zhihui pulled He Xiaoer’s hand and placed it on her lower belly. If he touched it a little bit more, it would have reached her private parts. That was really embarrassing.

Although there was a layer of thermal underwear between them, He Zhijing's hand was pressing on her lower belly, and the feeling was indescribably wonderful.

Warm and soft.

He pressed gently, afraid to use too much force, and pressed slowly, asking, "Is this okay? Is it comfortable?"

"Yes, it's OK." Xu Zhihui nodded, "It's comfortable."

While he was pressing, Feng Tutu and Ran Xiaoque came in again and saw He Zhijing's hand reaching into the young lady's quilt, and there were some movements inside the quilt.

Ran Xiaoque stepped forward, pulled He Zhijing's hand out, and said angrily, "Why are you touching the lady?"

He Zhijing's face was full of black lines, and he almost cursed, "It's none of your business."

Seeing this, Xu Zhihui immediately explained: "It's okay, Xiaoque, he is giving me a massage."

"Oh, miss, can I give you a massage?"

He Zhijing said with a dark face: "No, you guys go out."

Ran Xiaoque wanted to say something else.

Feng Tutu immediately pulled her and spat at her: "What do you know? Don't make trouble here."

Then he said, "Excuse me, Miss, son-in-law, please continue..."

The two sisters returned to the room, and Feng Tutu immediately warned Ran Xiaoque: "The young lady and the uncle are a couple, they will have some intimate actions, just like the uncle giving the young lady a massage just now, which is very normal. In the future, if you encounter such things, don't bother or interrupt, understand."

Confusion surged across Ran Xiaoque's ignorant face, "What do you mean by couple?"

Feng Tutu was irritated by her. "They will get married and have children in the future. This kind of relationship among humans is a couple. Just like you, your mother gave birth to you, and you also have a mother."

Ran Xiaoque lowered her head, looking sad, and murmured, "But I don't have a mother. I have lived with you since I was a child."

Feng Tutu choked up, touched her head and said softly, "Don't talk nonsense. Xiaoque, you have a mother. I will help you find your mother in the future."