The tall, silver-haired youth walked into the room. His handsome features were etched with fatigue, dark circles under his eyes.
Seeing her awake, the light in his eyes gradually brightened, and the stone in his chest was lifted.
Even with Ye Yunzhou's healing ability, after nearly two hours of surgery, he had been worried. If anything had gone wrong, he didn't know what he would have done.
"Madam Xixi, how are you feeling?"
Xu Qian raised an eyebrow and said, "Good, once the blood is replenished, I'll be a strong woman again."
He believed her.
"Do you have chicken in your space? I'll stew some chicken soup for you, to help you recover."
She couldn't help but laugh.
"You're making soup?"
"You don't trust me? Hurry up and get the chicken out, I'll make chicken soup to replenish your blood."
Xu Qian's eyebrows moved, and five frozen chickens appeared on the floor, along with ten packets of soup ingredients.
She instructed, "You can leave out anything else, but you must include the soup ingredients."
"Yes, yes, yes, don't worry."
Mei Yuebai walked out of the room with five chickens and a pile of soup ingredients.
The youth's back was straight. Despite carrying the heavy load, he exuded a strong sense of responsibility.
{I must replenish all the blood lost!}
For the next week, apart from Mei Yuebai going to the mission hall to hand in a mission on the second day, he stayed home, stewing different kinds of nourishing soups for her daily. When he had free time, he would lie on the bed and keep her company.
Her favorability had already risen to 55, and Xu Qian was finding it a bit overwhelming, plus her weight was steadily increasing.
She tried every method to get him to go out on missions, but he refused, stubbornly clinging to her and cooking for her.
Moreover, his cooking skills were remarkable. From the blandness of the beginning, his dishes were becoming more and more delicious, showing potential to surpass her own.
They lived like an ordinary couple, waking up naturally. Mei Yuebai would stew soups and cook meals, while she would do some simple exercises.
Just like today.
Xu Qian was doing some simple stretches in the living room when a rich aroma wafted towards her.
It made her swallow involuntarily.
She asked casually, "What soup are you making today?"
Mei Yuebai, wearing a white apron, smiled faintly at her question.
"Lean meat and deer antler soup, to replenish your qi and blood."
She quietly moved behind Mei Yuebai and hugged his waist.
"I've had enough nourishment these past few days, can we switch to something else?"
His body stiffened for a moment, then relaxed.
After sleeping together these past few days and still not being able to touch, even a Buddha would struggle.
"What do you want to eat?"
"I want hot pot."
"No, something else."
Xu Qian lowered her voice, "Ah Bai, I just want hot pot."
Her originally clear voice turned into a soft purr, irresistible to anyone.
Mei Yuebai's scalp tingled with excitement. He couldn't stand it when she spoke like this.
"Alright, alright, you get the ingredients, I'll cook."
"Okay~"
Xu Qian's dark eyes curved slightly. She had figured it out; he couldn't resist her acting spoiled.
Evening.
Xu Qian and Mei Yuebai prepared dinner together.
They were simple dishes, prepared for the teammates who would return today.
Ever since Xu Qian's injury, she had arranged for the team to go on some 2-star missions nearby by themselves.
She couldn't let them stop going on missions just because the captain was injured.
Since they had arrived, the four-person table had been replaced with a large round table.
The table was laden with various ingredients. On the induction cooker sat a鸳鸯 pot, one side filled with clear broth, the other with spicy broth. The spicy broth bubbled and steamed, emitting a rich aroma that made one's mouth water.
When they returned, Xu Qian announced that they would resume missions starting tomorrow.
The first person to object was, of course, Mei Yuebai.
"No, a few more days of rest."
Xu Qian deliberately picked up a slice of fatty beef and placed it in the pot.
"If I lie around any longer, I'll turn into a pig."
"Even if you turn into a pig, I can still afford to feed you."