The little Jiaojiao in the general's arms is a master of metaphysics

Chapter 57 He ate them all
Jiang Fu looked at him steadily, a little nervous.

Fu Ling came to stay at the mansion for a while, it seemed that he wanted to see a doctor for the general, and Mr. Eleven came here, so it could be that something happened to the general, why is he not feeling well?

But Eleven looks a little...

Jiang Fu looked into his eyes, then followed his gaze and landed on the steaming pot.

Jiang Fu: "...?"

She collected herself and asked, "Master Eleven?"

Eleven was brought back to his senses by her cry, and suddenly raised his head, he couldn't help but blush, it's not like he hasn't eaten anything good, why is he so ashamed!

He immediately lowered his head and said seriously, "The general is not feeling well, please ask Mr. Fu to come over."

In the cramped small kitchen, the fragrance permeates.

There was a gurgling sound coming from the pot.

Fu Ling stood there, recalling the taste of the wife cake just now. When she heard his words, she thought she was hallucinating.

Physical discomfort?
real or fake?

impossible?

Although Xie Cheng's leg was injured, his physical condition is very stable, why did he suddenly feel uncomfortable?

Fu Ling stood still and didn't move.

I saw the little girl on the side turned pale, as if she had heard something terrible, she looked over and said, "Master Fu, go and have a look, don't delay!"

Fu Ling: "..."

Although he was reluctant, especially when the fish soup was almost ready, he still nodded and stood up reluctantly, "Okay, let me go and take a look first."

Although Eleven said that Xie Cheng was unwell and it was not appropriate to bring up the fish soup now, but...

Fu Ling looked at the smelling pot, his eyes were full of reluctance.

Jiang Fu looked at him and couldn't laugh or cry, "When the soup is ready, I'll fill a cup and let Achu bring it to you. How about it?"

"Don't worry, they won't drink it all."

Moreover, there were two big fish cooked in this pot. The pot was full, enough for several people!

Fu Ling became happy now, but he didn't want to show it too obviously and said, "I'll go back and take a look first."

Eleven: "..." There is nothing to say. He has no place to speak here.

Unexpectedly, the little girl turned her head, looked at him and asked in a gentle tone, "I wonder if the general likes fish soup. If he likes it, I can have someone give him a cup as well?"

Holding the snack box, Xie Min unconsciously pursed her lips.

Okay, lose a cup of soup.

Xie Yao leaned there with his small body, raised his fair and beautiful chin, and slightly raised the corners of his lips with a sarcastic expression.

Eleven felt his face was burning. He didn't trust Jiang Fu because of Jiang Ronger's incident before. Not only did Jiang Fu not hold any grudge, he also spoke in such a gentle and polite manner...

Before Eleven could speak, Fu Ling said directly: "Give it to someone else. If A Cheng doesn't drink it then, I'll drink it for him..."

eleven:"?!"

He suddenly spoke with a deep voice, as if he was risking his life, and said, "Actually, after the general injured his leg, his appetite has not been good. He has not eaten seriously for a while, and he only eats in small bites. "

Eleven bravely raised his head, and sure enough he saw the fair and clean little girl frowning, with a distressed look on her face.

For some reason, the inexplicable tension in my heart suddenly dissipated.

He also speaks much more calmly:

"Apart from……"

"Except for Miss Jiang."

Fu Ling's movements suddenly stopped.

Jiang Fu also froze suddenly.

Eleven continued: "In addition to being here with Miss Jiang yesterday, there are also those foods that Miss Jiang asked me to bring back. The general likes them very much."

"He ate them all."

At the end, he added another sentence silently.

(End of this chapter)