Hundreds of millions of pets: BOSS marriage addiction addiction

Chapter 68 Do You Want To Feed My Husband?
"Impossible." Nan Jin glanced at him in disbelief, stood on tiptoe and took a sip from a spoon, savoring carefully, "It's obviously not salty."

Thinking of the man's low laughter, she immediately realized that this man was lying to her, her face was instantly dyed red with anger, and she stared at him like a puppy with a blown hair, "Tong Junhao! "

"Huh?" Before she got angry, the man had already picked up the two dishes on the table and walked towards the dining table, "Hurry up, wife, I'm still hungry."

"..."

Damn, do I owe you?

Turning off the fire angrily, Nan Jin poured the tomato and egg drop soup into the soup bowl, turned her head with one hand on her hip, and waved a spoon in the other, looking at the man who was gorging on the seat, she exasperatedly said, "Come here and serve the food!"

The people in the kitchen and the living room sent them away when Tong Junhao went downstairs, and the servants in Xia Yuan had another small building to live in, that is to say, there were only Tong Junhao and her in this three-story villa. Personally, there is no need to worry about the image of the two of them being seen by others.

Even if they saw it, so what, both Tong Junhao and Nan Jin are people who don't care about their own image.

After filling his mouth with a mouthful of meat, Tong Junhao walked over to pick up the steaming soup bowl, seeing that he didn't care, Nan Jin reminded him involuntarily, "Use a tray."

"Not hot." The man smiled and put the soup bowl on the table.

Two more bowls of oatmeal porridge were filled, Tong Junhao had to take the bowls away again, but Nan Jin put the bowls on the tray this time and took them all at once.

Two dishes and one soup, the dishes are delicious, enough to show that the girl usually cooks a lot, Tong Junhao's eyes flashed slightly, flashing a touch of pain, but after taking a sip of the soup, he said to Nan Jin: "Next time I want to eat Beijing sauce Shredded pork."

Nan Jin's face turned cold, did this man really start ordering?

"I do not know."

"It's okay, you can learn, let the chef teach you." He didn't care if she knew it or not, he squinted his eyes, and Tong Junhao said again: "Maybe you prefer to let me teach you."

As soon as they said this, they both remembered that Tong Junhao taught her to cut steaks in Vienna, and there was no need to talk about the taste of it.

Nan Jin glared at him, gritted her teeth and said, "No need!"

"Then do it for me tomorrow." Tong Junhao once again interpreted what it means to push an inch.

"Be you a big-headed ghost!" Nan Jin was angrily, seeing that he likes to eat meat, and immediately put the meat from the shredded pork with green peppers into the bowl quickly.

The chopsticks were caught by someone, Nan Jin was astonished, tried hard, but found that it was futile.

The man's wrist was very strong, and he didn't change the chopsticks. He directly held her chopsticks and ate the meat on the chopsticks. "If you want to feed my husband, you can tell me earlier. I can cooperate."

"..."

So far, Tong Junhao's shamelessness in Nan Jin's heart has reached a new level.

No matter what she thought, the man seemed to want to express that he meant what he said, he pulled the chair and moved towards her, "Jin, I want to have a sip of soup."

While speaking, she pouted at her, the meaning behind her words couldn't be more obvious, Nan Jin glanced at him lightly, nodded, "Oh."

After saying that, he didn't move any more, acting as if he didn't understand anything.

As if he didn't want to give up, the man flicked her hand, "Jin, the porridge in your bowl looks delicious."

That hint should be enough, right?

"That's right, I'll try it." The girl held the spoon, took a sip, and even closed her eyes to savor it carefully. God knows, Nan Jin is just putting on a show.

After swallowing all the oatmeal in her mouth, Nan Jin opened her eyes, "Well, it's delicious, and it doesn't depend on anyone's craftsmanship."

Without waiting for Tong Junhao to say anything, she picked up the bowl with one hand and the spoon with the other, and drank it cleanly.

Three to five minutes later, the bowl was placed on the table, and he patted him on the shoulder generously, "Tong Junhao, your vision is really good, the porridge I make is delicious."

Tong Junhao: "..."

Is she really not understanding or is she pretending not to understand?Frustration flashed through the heart of the proud man.

For the sake of his own stomach, Tong Junhao still chose to eat by himself, of course, he did not ignore the cunning corner of the girl's mouth.

Nan Jin knew that it would be three days before Tong Junhao moved to settle down. She just came out of the Horst Conservatory of Music after class, when a female voice came.

"Nan Jin! What did you bitch say to Tong Junhao?" The voice was still arrogant and domineering.

Nan Jin didn't know how the kind girl who used to be a little bit became so mean as she is now. However, in just three days, An Pingfeng seemed to be different from before. Her face was full of sadness and loneliness. Know what happened?
She didn't bother to look at her, and passed her, only to find that the car that Tong Junhao came to pick her up hadn't arrived yet.

An Pingfeng still followed behind her, relentlessly, "Tell me, Nan Jin, you bitch!"

She finally couldn't help turning her head back, "Yes, I'm a slut, and what a slut does must be to destroy others, so why do you ask again?"

"Are you admitting it? Damn it, I knew it was you!" Hearing what she said, An Pingfeng finally showed a ferocious expression, wishing to tear her up right now.

Nan Jin sneered, it turned out that something really happened to An's family, and it seemed that she was suspected.

"An Pingfeng, do you know? You let me know what it means to jump over the wall in a hurry."

An Pingfeng frowned and looked at Nan Jin, but her undulating chest could tell that she was suppressing her emotions. When she thought of her parents' instructions when she came, even if she didn't want to, she still had to calm down.

"What do you mean? Didn't you tell Tong Junhao something that made him attack our An family?"

Nan Jin was taken aback, "What did you say? Tong Junhao attacked your family?"

How can this be?Could it be that An Jia didn't know when he offended him?
"Didn't you say it?" An Pingfeng is not stupid, when she sees Nan Jin's expression, she knows that she probably made a mistake, but no matter how much she makes a mistake, it has nothing to do with what happened that night.

Nan Jin glanced at her, didn't speak, turned around and looked at the side of the road, waiting for the bus.

Hidden under the cold face is a beating heart. Could it be that Tong Junhao really did it for her?Why did he do this?
She didn't know why she thought this way, but when she returned to her senses, her mind was already full of such thoughts.

Pressing the position of her heart, she ignored the murmurs beside her ears, and slowly breathed a sigh of relief to calm her mind.

"Nan Jin, what are you talking about? Is it you? Can you beg him for me? Beg him to let An Jia go. I won't dare to bully you anymore." Seeing Nan Jin ignore her, An Pingfeng simply grabbed | Nan Jin's arm and shook it non-stop.

She withdrew her arm, her eyes were indifferent, and she took a step back to separate the distance between them, "I didn't say."

(End of this chapter)