Mr. Jiang's hidden marriage love: his wife is not allowed to hide

Chapter 699 How dare you waste it!

She also drank a little in the villa, and the taste was really good, although it was not as good as what Qiao Weiwei made!

In fact, she cooked soup for him last time, but he proposed to her that night and someone took her to the mountain top hotel.

So those soups are a waste!

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Listening to her words, Jiang Beihan couldn't help but stop his gaze on the heat preservation box in her hand.

Is it the soup she cooked specially for him?
Did she come here specially to bring him soup?

In the bottom of my heart, a warm current passed by...

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At this moment, Song Wenxin carried the thermos box, went to the side sofa and sat down, then put the thermos box on the tea table, opened it, and served him soup!
Hearing what he said, Jiang Beihan hooked his thin lips, then quickly walked over and sat down beside her.

Song Wenxin filled a bowl of soup, and was about to wait for it to cool before drinking it, but Jiang Beihan reached out to pick up the bowl indifferently, and took a big gulp.

After drinking it, he didn't even wrinkle his brows, and savored the taste of the soup without changing his expression.

Although it is not extremely delicious, Jiang Beihan fell in love with this taste after just one bite.

In my mind, memories from more than ten years ago suddenly appeared.

At that time, his mother made soup for the old man, but he never tasted it, and Mrs. Jiang threw it away in the end!
Every time, the mother would hide in the room and cry.

Maybe he didn't understand before why the old man was so unfeeling towards his mother!
But at this moment, he seemed to be able to understand a little bit.

If it is the soup that the person you love the most makes for him, how can you be willing to waste it!

Thinking about it, Jiang Beihan drank two more mouthfuls of soup!

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"Isn't it hot?" Song Wenxin finally couldn't help it when he saw that he was drinking quickly, and asked him suspiciously.

The bowl is always steaming... isn't he afraid of being scalded?

"You want to blow it up for me?" Jiang Beihan put down the bowl, suddenly looked at her with an ambiguous face, deliberately moved his face closer, and asked in a low voice.

Song Wenxin was taken aback by his actions, and quickly shrank back...

In his mind, he remembered the scene when she was burned and he wanted to blow her lips.

She pursed her lips and shifted her gaze to the soup bowl.

"Let me help you blow the soup..."

As she spoke, she lowered her head and blew a few breaths into the soup bowl for him.

Looking at her actions, Jiang Bei's cold and stern face couldn't help softening a little.

"Why don't you ask me if it's good?" He pursed his lips, stared at the soup in the bowl for a moment, then suddenly raised his eyes and asked her.

"Anyway, I don't know the answer. What is there to ask?" Song Wenxin shrugged and said helplessly.

She knew that even if she asked, his answer would only be good, or not bad...

Anyway, I already know the answer, so what difference does it make if I ask or not.

"How do you know the answer if you don't ask?" Jiang Beihan couldn't help frowning, she was so sure of his answer.

When he said this, Song Wenxin couldn't help being curious. Will his answer be different this time?
Thinking about it, she moved around, sat down on the sofa, and looked at him expectantly.

"Okay, let me ask you, is this soup good?"

"Delicious." He replied without hesitation.

The expression on Song Wenxin's face was a little surprised...

He really gave a different answer this time, neither good nor okay.

But delicious!

(End of this chapter)