President Huo's wife is super sweet

Chapter 142 The old man is a busy man
Jiang Wanwan, "."

Fortunately, her eyes were covered by him, otherwise he would definitely see what she was thinking from her eyes.

Don't they say the eyes are the windows to the soul?
Thinking that Huo Tingshen would see from her eyes that she thought he wanted to kiss her, Jiang Wanwan blushed.

Although Huo Tingshen did not kiss Jiang Wanwan, from a distance, their actions seemed to be kissing.

The old man who just came out of the kitchen saw this scene.

He was conflicted, he didn't know whether he should save Jiang Wanwan from Huo Tingshen, or just wait quietly like this.

Before the old man finished tangling, Huo Tingshen saw the old man.

Huo Ting let go of Jiang Wanwan's eyes.

Jiang Wanwan's face was flushed with a blush, tender and attractive, her black and white eyes were wet, as if she had just been fished out of the water, full of steam.

Huo Ting's eyes tightened deeply.

With deep eyes, he pulled up Jiang Wanwan who was lying on his lap, and said hoarsely, "Sit down."

The old man just came over.

The old man was holding a bowl of soup in his hand, it was a small porcelain white bowl, not big and small, not as big as his palm.

"When I went there, the soup had just been warmed up, and the aroma was all over the place. Tonight, come and drink a bowl first, and see if it suits your taste. If it doesn't suit you, I'll ask the servant to adjust it again when I go back."

The old man handed the bowl to Jiang Wanwan.

Before Jiang Wanwan reached out to pick it up, Huo Tingshen took it.

After Huo Tingshen took it, he turned his head and handed it to Jiang Wanwan.

Old man, "." He thought Huo Tingshen would take it and feed Jiang Wanwan.

Huo Tingshen took a casual look at the old man. He knew nothing at his age. Without him, Huo Tingshen might really feed Jiang Wanwan. If the old man didn't leave, even if he wanted to, Jiang Wanwan would be embarrassed.

"..." What else can the old man say?
Jiang Wanwan drank the soup in front of the old man, and after taking a sip, she raised her thumb, "It's delicious! It tastes very fresh."

"Just drink it if you like it, let me tell you, it's someone else's ancestral handicraft, which has been passed down for several generations."

The old man spoke to Jiang Wanwan.

Jiang Wanwan listened very carefully, occasionally echoing her voice.

Seeing her like this, the old man talked more.

For a while, the two talked more and more harmoniously.

Hei Zhong came over, "Third Master, lunch is ready."

Huo Ting looked deeply at Jiang Wanwan, who had a good chat with the old man, and the old man got up, "Is it time to eat? Wan Wan, let's go to lunch. Let's chat while eating."

Huo Tingshen, "."

The old man led Jiang Wanwan to the dining table, and Huo Tingshen followed behind them.

Huo Ting pressed his forehead with his deep hands. To be honest, he really wanted to throw the old man out at this moment.

Although the old man's appearance and age are old, his heart is not old. Even if Jiang Wanwan talks about studying, the old man can keep up.

The old man brought food to Jiang Wanwan, "Wanwan, studying in the third year of high school is very hard. If you don't pay attention to your body, you will easily lose weight. Although you look good when you are thin, I still don't want to see you thin. You can't be busy studying all the time. Pay more attention to your body."

"Or I'll send the servant here, and you can come here to drink the craft soup you just had just now if you have nothing to do."

"In this way, the third child can supervise you. With him, if he sees you thin, he will catch you and drink you without me telling you."

What a witty old man!
He didn't say to send the handicraft soup servant to Jiang's house, but said to send him to the capital of Xiju. In this case, if Jiang Wanwan wants to drink again, she has to come here often to get it .

(End of this chapter)