But watching the little woman automatically snuggle into his embrace, Tan Zhenghong smiled dotingly again, thinking that being able to eat and sleep well was a blessing.
When Duo'er awoke, Tan Zhenghong had already disappeared, and she stayed in bed a while longer to gather her strength before getting up.
In the courtyard, Tan Zhenghong was seriously washing something by the pool.
"What are you doing?" Qiao Duo'er was very curious.
She remembered that Tan Zhenghong hadn't brought any game back with him today, so why was there a smell of blood in the yard?
Tan Zhenghong hid the object behind his back, "Nothing much, just cleaning a pheasant, planning to stew chicken soup for you to drink tonight."
Qiao Duo'er stared at Tan Zhenghong. Though she didn't speak, her eyes were full of threat.
She wasn't stupid, how could one kill a chicken without boiling water in a pot?
Eventually, Tan Zhenghong admitted defeat and reluctantly brought out the object he was hiding behind his back.
