After a long while, Sullo finally recovered.
He walked into the kitchen.
He poured the spirit water into a cup.
He drank it.
Instantly, he felt a clear stream flowing through his body.
In an instant, he felt that his waist was no longer sore, and his legs were no longer in pain.
His entire body was filled with strength again.
Now, he could carry several floors with a bag of rice.
He could not help but sigh,"Fortunately, there's such a good thing as spiritual water."
Otherwise, he would have to run away from home again.
He felt the strength in his body.
He wanted to show it to Liu Bingyan right now.
What was the manliness of the head of the family?
At this moment, Liu Bingyan appeared at the kitchen door and said in embarrassment,"
"Brother Su, are you okay?"
He turned around and smiled. This level is nothing to me.”
Liu Bingyan walked in and hugged his arm.
"I'm sorry, I went a little overboard."”
Su Luo pretended to be indifferent and said," Fortunately, even if it comes again now, I can still withstand it.'
"Puchi…"
Liu Bingyan laughed.”
"Eh? Do you not believe me?"
"Alright, alright, I believe you."
"I believe you're being a little perfunctory."
He didn't want to dwell on this issue.
Because it was really embarrassing.
So, he said,"You go out first. I'll cook some noodles."”
He had originally planned to make porridge.
However, it was too late now.
If he cooked porridge, this breakfast could be considered lunch.
"Are you really alright now?"”
He was a little speechless.
I'm not that weak, okay?"
Liu Bingyan sized him up.
She realized that his complexion had suddenly improved a lot.
"How did you recover so quickly?"”
"Hmph, what's so strange about that? I'm already very strong.
Aiya, I'm going out. Don't disturb me from making breakfast.”
Then, he pushed Liu Bingyan out of the kitchen.
Then, he opened the fridge.
He realized that there were only eggs and tomatoes left in the fridge.
It seemed that he could only make tomato and egg noodles.
However, it was also very simple to make.
It was just a simple stir-fried tomato with eggs.
Then, he added it to the cooked noodles.
Soon, he finished making the tomato egg noodles.
He brought it to the dining table.
"Two little princesses, quickly go wash your hands. It's time for breakfast.”
Now, once she heard that there was food cooked by him, she would be able to eat it.
The little girl was very enthusiastic.
He immediately rushed to wash his hands.
Then, she quickly arrived in front of him.
He raised his hands and said,"Su, look. It's clean."”
He pinched the little girl's cheeks."
"Little Yan is great, sit down."”
Then, he scooped a bowl of noodles for the little girl.
At this moment, Liu Bingyan also walked over.
He also scooped a bowl for Liu Bingyan.
The little girl took a bite.
He said in disbelief,
"Su, there's no meat in your noodles. How can they be so delicious?”
Liu Bingyan also took a bite.
Then, he said in surprise,
"Why are your dishes always so delicious? It's too delicious."
"I can't help it," he said with a smile.”
"Hmph, you're so cocky."
Then, the three of them appeared together.
After a while, the little girl asked,"
"Mommy, did you cry last night? And she cried for a long time."
Puff...
Su Luo and Liu Bingyan spat the noodles back into their bowls.
She almost choked.
Seeing them like this, the little girl asked in puzzlement,
"What's wrong with you guys? Wasn't it?
I clearly heard it.
However, I was too sleepy and fell asleep again.”
Only then did Su Luo and Liu Bingyan feel relieved.
"Little Yan probably had a nightmare last night." Liu Bingyan smiled.
Mommy didn't cry last night."
The little girl scratched her head and then let out an "oh".
Liu Bingyan kicked Sullo.
"It's all your fault," he said in a low voice.
Su Luo replied in a low voice,"Why are you so unreasonable?"
Sigh, I don't know who it is. It's endless.
If I had known that someone would cheat, I would have taken out my phone and recorded it.”
Liu Bingyan's face instantly turned red.
She buried her head in the bowl in embarrassment.
He silently chewed his noodles.
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