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Lu Minran asked the chef to make the hot pot, because it was quite novel to eat and cook something before. However, due to the wind, Lu Qiong and Mrs. Hou could not hold back no matter how greedy they were. Lu Minran is better at pretending, and sometimes she pulls her sister if she wants to eat.

"Want to eat boiled vegetables?"

Lu Pingwan did whatever the eldest brother said: "I want to."

So she took her sister and ate around the small pot. Even if the Lus knew about it, Lu Pingwan still had a natural sense of sensitivity and told her parents with her expression in front of her brother that it was what I wanted to eat. (*/\ *) It’s me. If you don’t tell me, brother, we won’t tell you!

Now that Pingping was married, she missed the days when her brother would take her to eat hot pot. After casually saying that to Lu Mozhen, he ran to the Lu Mansion to find the cook who had cooked hot pot for their brother and sister. The cook was loyal. Although he liked the girl very much, he still wanted to stay in the Hou Mansion, so he taught the cook in the Prince's Mansion and went back.

The radish in the soup was fragrant. Lu Mozhen picked up a piece and took a bite. She felt it was cooked and put the radish she took a bite to her mouth. Lu Pingwan nonchalantly bit the place where Lu Mozhen had eaten, tasted it and suggested, "How about dipping it in soy sauce? It seems to be delicious this way." The perverted possessiveness in Lu Mozhen's heart was revealed. Satisfied, Pingping did whatever he said, so he dipped some soy sauce obediently, and the two of them ate the carrots one bite at a time.

There was also a stack of pickled side dishes on the table. It was a small stack. The cook wanted to give the prince and the prince concubine a try. After all, these were also pickled side dishes from the farmers. As a servant, it was not easy to cook more of these dishes, as it would look awkward in front of the nobles. Very windy. The side dishes are for appetizers. After eating too much meat and vegetables, try the winter snow radish with pink skin and snow-white inside. It is sour, crispy, and very refreshing.

After a hot pot meal, the meal problem can be solved. Lu Pingwan's belly was slightly bulging after eating, and she could not move while sitting on the chair. Lu Mozhen held her in his arms, put one hand into her clothes, and covered her delicate and tender belly with his warm hands. Rubbing gently to relieve her feeling of fullness.

6 Mo Zhen saw that she was enjoying herself very much, her eyes narrowed comfortably like a precious pet. He took off her shoes, put her feet between his legs to warm them, kissed her top, and said, "Does it taste good? , this time it’s clear soup, how about stewing it with Dabu’s ginseng soup next time?”

This boy didn't know what luxury was, and the noble family was willful. Lu Pingwan was coaxed by the food, and she didn't care if she was using ginseng as the soup base for hot pot. She nodded in agreement, then turned around and wrapped her arms around his waist, feeling Looking at his thin but powerful body, he sighed lazily: "Well...it feels so comfortable."

6 Mo Zhen liked the way she relaxed and relied on him. He had seen a plant in Cangnan before. It was born to rely on other plants to live and get nutrients from them to grow. If it was allowed to grow alone, it would take less than a day. day will die. 6 Mo Zhen thought at that time that if Pingping was raised like this, dependent on him, getting nourishment from him, and supporting her by himself, they would still be together until death.

After they got married, his pampering became even more intense. Lu Pingwan was raised to be even more squeamish than when she was in the Luhou Mansion. Lu Mozhen was willing to do anything for her, and she only had to eat and sleep, as she is now.

Once, Lu Minran came to the Prince's Mansion and saw the scene of the two of them getting along after marriage. She couldn't help frowning at Lu Mozhen. He called him to another place and waited where Pingping couldn't see him. Then he turned around and punched Lu Mozhen. 6 On Mo Zhen’s belly.

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