Pampered by the Toughest Man After Divorce
Chapter 924 Stirring Peach Blossoms

Chapter 924: Chapter 924 Stirring Peach Blossoms

With this arrangement, Nan Feng could chat while occasionally glancing over at Peach Blossom.

On the second day at the Song residence, Lady Song made some Tremella soup because it had been cold and they had been having hotpot for the past few days, with a bit too much pepper added, and Tremella was perfect for cooling down the heatiness.

After Lady Song finished cooking, she called over Peach Blossom to eat, and Peach Blossom came over to eat without a moment’s hesitation.

"Nan Feng, I remember you were studying cooking back in Ping County, weren’t you? Oh, I heard it from my daughter," Lady Song said with a smile, "How much did you learn back then?"

"This..." Nan Feng couldn’t remember at all.

"Would you like to learn?" Lady Song smiled again, "I think that men work too hard outside, being able to occasionally eat soup made by their wives can also be a very happy thing."

Nan Feng nodded, "That’s also true."

He then glanced at Peach Blossom, who at that moment also looked at Nan Feng, and said indifferently, "Lady Song, how is this Tremella soup prepared? I’ll learn it and cook it for her in the future, it’s the same thing."

Nan Feng: "..."

Wasn’t it said that ancient men didn’t go near the kitchen?

Lady Song laughed, "Lady Nan Feng, look how attentive Peach Blossom is to you, my husband rarely makes soup for me."

Nan Feng quickly said, "But Lord Song planted plum trees for you."

"Oh, that’s true. Why don’t you tell Peach Blossom what kind of tree you like, and have him plant some for you?"

Nan Feng laughed, "No need, I’m quite the rough one, I don’t really understand trees or flowers and such."

...

After Peach Blossom finished his soup, he considerately sat himself at another spot, and Lady Song couldn’t help but ask Nan Feng, "Look, I’ve separated you two, why don’t you go back to your room to chat?"

Nan Feng quickly objected, "Lady Song, there’s no need, this... we have plenty of time ahead, I’ll stay and keep you company instead!"

"This..." Lady Song glanced at Peach Blossom, who as if he had eyes in the back of his head, said without turning his head, "You two go ahead and chat."

Lady Song then felt at ease, and so did Nan Feng. Lady Song asked Nan Feng if she knew how to play chess. Nan Feng said she did, and it happened to be her strong suit, so the two women started playing chess.

Meanwhile, Peach Blossom put the book aside and went back to his room to fetch his paints and began to paint.

The snowflakes outside continued to flutter down, everywhere was a vast expanse of white. Slowly, an outline emerged on Peach Blossom’s paper: under the eaves, by the stove, a young and an old woman were playing a game, the young woman in a red cape, lively and stunningly beautiful.

Immersed in painting, when Nan Feng finished her game of chess and turned to look towards Peach Blossom, she saw that he had already completed a painting.

He knew how to paint?

She walked over slowly, and when she got a clear view of the painting, she was suddenly struck speechless.

It was lifelike and incredibly expressive, indescribably beautiful.

Truly a male god, not only handsome and skilled in Kung Fu but also good at painting, especially when he finished and signed his name, his name that was also written with strength and flourish. Nan Feng then asked, "Can you play the zither? Can you play chess?"

Peach Blossom turned to look at Nan Feng, "Why do you ask, Fengfeng?"

"If you can play the zither and chess, then you are proficient in all four arts of the literati."

Super major male god.

"I know a little of each," Peach Blossom said.

Nan Feng felt the Peach Blossoms rising in her eyes, but she was always calm by nature. Even though her heart was greatly stirred, she did not show it on the surface.

"Could you give this painting to me?" Nan Feng asked.