Being the King of War's Smart Wife
Each Busy Himself
"GUESS, WHAT's this King going to do?" mu Xianzhai whispered deliberately selling his words.
Li Chang Su had some kind of thoughts but the latter's thoughts were the worst. He doesn't want it. But Mu Xianzhai lowered the girl near the bathtub and began undressing.
The girl slightly widened and did not expect Mu Xianzhai to act shamelessly before her. Undressing in front of him casually, was it so fun?
"Xian Xian, why are you undressing in front of me? Can I go out first?"
The bathtub inside Mu Xianzhai's tent was blocked by the curtains and others would not be able to see it easily.
Mu Xianzhai did not seem to feel ashamed as he undressed in front of his own wife. "Su'er, which part of the body has Su'er not seen with this King? Don't we know each other?" tanyanya immediately smiled.
The girl just wanted to spit out something in her heart and her face instantly reddened. "You ... You're Hooligan!" He wanted to escape from there but Mu Xianzhai had already caught his wrist.
The girl was pulled back and fell into Mu Xianzhai's chest. "Ah, you—umph!"
Suddenly Mu Xianzhai kissed her lips for a while and dropped Li Chang Su into the bathtub. The sound of splashing water instantly rang out and the girl was dizzy for a while. When it fell into the warm water, Li Chang Su wanted to burst out the anger in his heart.
But Mu Xianzhai went into the bathtub and the two soaked together. Luckily the man did nothing and took an honest shower. Although Li Chang Su had stimulated him several times by accident, Mu Xianzhai had a few things to do this morning.
After the two took a shower, breakfast was ready. Li Chang Su was still in a daze with his strange dream last night but did not intend to tell Mu Xianzhai. This matter might not be simple, he wanted to send a letter to Bell and Orange to ask if Yin Long's real body was behind the steel gate or not.
However Li Chang Su was still doubtful ....
"What's wrong?" ask the man suddenly.
The dazed Li Chang Su immediately woke up from his thoughts and shook his head. Forget it, he wouldn't be thinking hard about that matter at the moment.
"Don't think too much." Mu Xianzhai finished his breakfast and put on his silver mask again. He got up from the chair and rubbed the girl's head like a pet then went outside the tent to busied himself.
While Li Chang Su whose hair was a little messy was only able to tidy it up again. He also had to train ten of his mainstay special warriors.
For a whole day, both were busy. Li Chang Su was at the training ground until the afternoon and returned to the tent when it was getting dark. As for Mu Xianzhai who was now still busy, there was no time to have dinner with him. But he'll be back before late at night.
In the evening, Li Chang Su wrote a letter to Bell and Orange that was in the mountains of gods. Let the mutated mountain eagle deliver the letter tomorrow and deliver some raw food to cook.
Li Chang Su had always felt that he was weak and helpless. He was even surprised when he saw Mu Xianzhai's silvery-white hair that was exactly the same as inside his dream.
After writing the letter, he folded it and put it into a special bamboo, then prepared to make dinner. He will make some spicy dishes that he likes.
Li Chang Su went to the kitchen of the military barracks and the military chefs were not busy. At least, dinner was prepared in advance so that the kitchen was left empty. He finally used it to cook himself.
"Daughter, should we help with some things in the kitchen?" asked one of the slightly fat body cooks, his flattering expression was very sincere.
The Princess who was wearing a clean and elegant gown set foot in the kitchen, very reluctantly. Not to mention, the kitchen is not too clean, it will definitely dirty his clothes. But the girl looked fine shaking her head.
"I'll do it myself. You guys rest," Li Chang Su replied lightly.
The military chefs looked at each other and finally exited the kitchen tent with mixed feelings. As for Li Chang Su who was preparing the materials, it could not tell what they were thinking.
Li Chang Su cut the radish, onions, large red chili, chives and some other ingredients. He wanted to make pickled fruit, pickled vegetables and pickled onions. In addition, provide ingredients for hot pots and barbeques. There was no need to worry if the food he made was not exhausted, he could share it with the chefs who had worked hard cooking for all the soldiers.
He saw some large pans that were usually used to make porridge and also heat water, as well as some pans that still left some soup. Li Chang Su took out some fresh fruits and vegetables suitable for pickling and started cooking.
For over an hour, Li Chang Su spent time in the kitchen and the chefs outside were so curious yet did not dare to peek. To be sure, they smell a very good aroma from the kitchen, the aroma is like a hot pot that is rich in spicy spices.
Li Chang Su who had almost finished everything put all the pickles into the silver dragon artifact room and left only a hot pot instead. It would be troublesome if he was out carrying a lot of dishes to the tent and uncomfortable as well if commanding the chef to help him. So just think of it as old cooking just to make a spicy hot pot.
When exiting the large kitchen tent, Li Chang Su held a pot filled with hot pots and thanked the chef for allowing him to use the kitchen. The hot pot stuffing in the pot Li Chang Su was holding looked really good and the chefs involuntarily swallowed the saliva. It looks so good!
Li Chang Su seemed to know what they were thinking and smiled silently as he left the kitchen tent with light steps. “Still inside, you can taste it,” said the girl.
His figure was reflected off by a torch attached at several corners. The chefs had just recovered and immediately walked into the kitchen tent in a hurry. They can't wait to eat again. Sure enough, there is a pot that still contains a hot pot. The chefs immediately took a bowl and tasted a hot pot containing vegetables and some thin slices of beef.
When you first try it, the spicy and savory taste immediately shook the tongue, plus a little acid from vinegar, this is just the perfect blend. One of the middle-aged chefs who had a slightly distended stomach was shedding tears from feeling moved.
“Taste the princess, why is it so good, I really failed to be a military chef,” he said as he wiped tears with the back of his right hand. While the others are silent.
“...” Can't you be a little more mature, thought the other chef.