kiss on his heart

Chapter 69 Did you take the wrong medicine?
"Come in, the kitchen is over here. I'll change clothes first." Jiang Jingyuan was confused the moment he opened the door. Song Ruanqing didn't change clothes. She was still wearing a nightgown, and her shoulder straps hung weakly on her collarbone. He lowered his head slightly and could see a piece of spring light.Jiang Jingyuan's Adam's apple moved slightly, with a hint of charm in his eyes, he looked away restrainedly.

Why does he have the feeling that Song Ruanqing has never regarded him as a man...

Song Ruanqing's cooking is actually very delicious, because her mother is a full-time housewife and cooks every day. In her mother's words: "How can the food cooked by the nanny be as delicious as the food cooked by the family?"

Under Song's mother's influence, Song Ruanqing also developed good cooking skills.Jiang Jingyuan knew this. Not only did he know that when they shared a high school apartment, whenever the two of them had holidays, it was Song Ruanqing who cooked the food.

Not for anything else, because Song Ruanqing was tired of eating the food cooked by her aunt.

Song Ruanqing looked at the ingredients in the refrigerator and took out two tomatoes, a handful of spring onions, two eggs, and a handful of noodles.

After a while, two bowls of tomato and egg noodle soup came out of the pot.

Washing up is very simple for boys. Jiang Jingyuan wore a white polo shirt and a pair of off-white casual pants, making him look youthful.

Jiang Jingyuan picked up the meat ball lying on the small steps, put him in the cattery, poured a bowl of cat food and brought it in front of him: "Eat it."

Then he walked to the dining table and sat down.

"I haven't cooked for a long time, can you try it?" Song Ruanqing took off her apron and sat opposite Jiang Jingyuan, holding her head with her hands and looking at Jiang Jingyuan expectantly.

Jiang Jingyuan slowly picked up the chopsticks, took a bite of the noodles, and nodded: "Yes, the only thing I haven't forgotten when I grow up is cooking."

"Then don't eat it."

"I'm just complimenting you." Jiang Jingyuan ate the noodles contentedly, and he didn't forget to take Song Ruanqing's arm with his left hand, "It's much better, remember to take the medicine. Before it's better, you can't get close to the meatball."

"I know, I know, Teacher Jiang." Seeing how delicious his food was, Song Ruanqing, who originally wanted to eat slowly, also felt a little hungry and picked up his chopsticks.

Song Ruanqing has a habit of eating noodles. He likes to fish out a little noodles, then roll them to a certain extent and then eat them in one bite.Her cheeks were stuffed full, and there was still soup in the corner of her mouth. Her mouth moved like a little hamster eating secretly.

Jiang Jingyuan's expression moved slightly, he slowed down his movements, and watched Song Ruanqing eat with a smile on his face.

Seeing that the soup oil was about to drip onto his clothes, Jiang Jingyuan quickly wiped the oil stains from the corners of Song Ruanqing's mouth with his fingertips.

Where the fingertips touch, it is warm and waxy.Jiang Jingyuan twisted his hands, and his eyes couldn't help but stop on Song Ruanqing's pink lips. There was no lipstick on her face, and her face was even colder, with a few strokes of vermilion painted on it, as shown in the picture, which is stunning. Absolutely.

Song Ruanqing had been eating well, but was disturbed by Jiang Jingyuan's move. After swallowing the food, his almond-shaped eyes were watery, but he asked with a bit of confusion, "Did you take the wrong medicine?"

Jiang Jingyuan choked, and he took out a paper towel in a panic and wiped his fingertips. The tips of his ears were slightly red, but his expression showed no trace of panic: "I'm afraid there will be grease stains everywhere in what you eat." Jiang Jingyuan even pretended to be disgusted.

As long as Song Ruanqing was more careful, it would not be difficult to discover that Jiang Jingyuan was full of nonsense.But Song Ruanqing did not doubt that he was there, glared at him angrily, and buried herself in her meal. Only this time, she took out a few tissues and held them in her hands.

Everything the landlord's dad said is right!Early in the morning, the Song family's motto is: Don't be anxious about eating, as anxiousness affects digestion.

Song Ruanqing recited it silently several times, and his eating speed obviously slowed down.

Jiang Jingyuan walked to the kitchen and brought two glasses of warm water, placing one of them next to Song Ruanqing's plate.

"It's getting late, I'm going to work." Jiang Jingyuan looked at his watch, and it was still a quarter to six o'clock. He had to rush to school at [-]:[-] for early self-study.

"Yes. Be careful on the road, Teacher Jiang."

(End of this chapter)