Mr. Bai's little lady is sweet
Chapter 339 How about I help you?
Chapter 339 How about I help you?
When she came to the living room with ginger soup, Jiang Zhuiyi and Wen Linqiao had already entered to change their shoes, while Bai Jinnan was putting Wen Linqiao's suitcase against the wall.
"Brother, Jiang Jiang, grandma has made ginger soup, come and drink it." Wen Leyi put the tray on the tea table, and handed ginger soup to the two of them one by one: "It's windy at night, it's easy to catch cold, drink ginger soup to prevent it."
"Hmm." Wen Linqiao was still feeling a little uncomfortable now. After drinking a bowl of ginger soup, he handed the bowl to Wen Leyi, and at the same time stretched out his other hand to touch her head, and asked, "Did you cry today?"
Wen Leyi blinked, and nodded honestly: "A little bit..."
"Good boy." A trace of distress flashed in Wen Linqiao's eyes, and he pulled Wen Leyi into his arms and hugged him: "My brother is always here."
In fact, Wen Leyi's mood is much better now. She pressed her forehead against Wen Linqiao's chest, holding a bowl in one hand and hugging her brother in the other, and said in a muffled voice, "Yes."
She and her brother came out of the same mother's womb, and they are the closest and closest people to each other in this world.
Jiang Zhuiyi, who was on the side, sniffed the strong smell of ginger in the ginger soup, and frowned.
Can I not drink it? She has never liked ginger since she was a child. The ginger taste in this ginger soup is too strong, she really can't drink it...
From the corner of Jiang Zhuiyi's eyes, she glanced at the two siblings who were hugging each other tightly. A sly light flashed in her eyes. She rolled her eyes, and then she took a bowl of ginger soup and moved towards the kitchen in small steps.
"where to?"
Just as Jiang Zhuiyi took two steps, Wen Linqiao's cold voice came from behind her.
She immediately froze her back, turned her head, with a stiff smile on the corner of her mouth: "I...I'll go to the kitchen to put the bowl..."
"what?"
Wen Leyi took a step back, came out of Wen Linqiao's arms, and looked at Jiang Zhuiyi suspiciously: "Jiangjiang, have you finished drinking? I remember you don't like ginger, how did you drink it so fast this time?"
Jiang Zhuiyi tightened his grip on the ginger soup bowl, talking nonsense, "Maybe...the ginger soup doesn't have a strong ginger flavor this time..."
"Are you sure?" Wen Leyi frowned, she recalled the taste of ginger soup, and couldn't help showing a disgusted expression: "I just drank a bowl, and the ginger taste is super strong."
"I think she didn't drink at all."
Wen Linqiao's cold voice sounded after Wen Leyi's words. He narrowed his eyes slightly, and the light in his eyes was a little cool, and fell on Jiang Zhuiyi: "Going to the kitchen in such a hurry, is it because you want to destroy the corpse?"
Jiang Zhuiyi: ...
After hearing Wen Linqiao's two words, Jiang Zhuan recalled that there were only two words left in his mind - it's over.
"No way, Jiang Jiang, you won't..."
Wen Leyi looked at Wen Linqiao, then at Jiang Zhuiyi who was about to cry, and walked over. When she saw the bowl full of ginger soup in Jiang Zhuiyi's hand, she stopped talking.
Wen Leyi's bright eyes blinked: "Jiang Jiang, so you really didn't drink..."
"I..." Jiang Zhuiyi's expression was a little embarrassed when she saw her deeds revealed. She sniffed and said in a low voice, "The smell of ginger is too strong, I really can't drink it..."
"Ginger soup is used to drive away the cold, and it's just a small bowl, hold your breath, grit your teeth, and drink it as soon as you are cruel." Wen Leyi made an encouraging gesture to Jiang Zhui.
"But..." Jiang Zhuiyi looked down at Jiang Tang, his eyes full of rejection.
Wen Linqiao, who was standing aside, looked at Jiang Zhuiyi's pitiful Bala, and after two seconds of silence, asked softly, "You don't want to drink?"
As soon as she heard Wen Linqiao's voice, Jiang Zhuiyi's back felt cold, she shrank her neck, and responded weakly: "Mmm..."
"In this case..." Wen Linqiao raised his eyebrows lightly, and his voice was still cool: "Why don't I help you?"
Two more~
(End of this chapter)
When she came to the living room with ginger soup, Jiang Zhuiyi and Wen Linqiao had already entered to change their shoes, while Bai Jinnan was putting Wen Linqiao's suitcase against the wall.
"Brother, Jiang Jiang, grandma has made ginger soup, come and drink it." Wen Leyi put the tray on the tea table, and handed ginger soup to the two of them one by one: "It's windy at night, it's easy to catch cold, drink ginger soup to prevent it."
"Hmm." Wen Linqiao was still feeling a little uncomfortable now. After drinking a bowl of ginger soup, he handed the bowl to Wen Leyi, and at the same time stretched out his other hand to touch her head, and asked, "Did you cry today?"
Wen Leyi blinked, and nodded honestly: "A little bit..."
"Good boy." A trace of distress flashed in Wen Linqiao's eyes, and he pulled Wen Leyi into his arms and hugged him: "My brother is always here."
In fact, Wen Leyi's mood is much better now. She pressed her forehead against Wen Linqiao's chest, holding a bowl in one hand and hugging her brother in the other, and said in a muffled voice, "Yes."
She and her brother came out of the same mother's womb, and they are the closest and closest people to each other in this world.
Jiang Zhuiyi, who was on the side, sniffed the strong smell of ginger in the ginger soup, and frowned.
Can I not drink it? She has never liked ginger since she was a child. The ginger taste in this ginger soup is too strong, she really can't drink it...
From the corner of Jiang Zhuiyi's eyes, she glanced at the two siblings who were hugging each other tightly. A sly light flashed in her eyes. She rolled her eyes, and then she took a bowl of ginger soup and moved towards the kitchen in small steps.
"where to?"
Just as Jiang Zhuiyi took two steps, Wen Linqiao's cold voice came from behind her.
She immediately froze her back, turned her head, with a stiff smile on the corner of her mouth: "I...I'll go to the kitchen to put the bowl..."
"what?"
Wen Leyi took a step back, came out of Wen Linqiao's arms, and looked at Jiang Zhuiyi suspiciously: "Jiangjiang, have you finished drinking? I remember you don't like ginger, how did you drink it so fast this time?"
Jiang Zhuiyi tightened his grip on the ginger soup bowl, talking nonsense, "Maybe...the ginger soup doesn't have a strong ginger flavor this time..."
"Are you sure?" Wen Leyi frowned, she recalled the taste of ginger soup, and couldn't help showing a disgusted expression: "I just drank a bowl, and the ginger taste is super strong."
"I think she didn't drink at all."
Wen Linqiao's cold voice sounded after Wen Leyi's words. He narrowed his eyes slightly, and the light in his eyes was a little cool, and fell on Jiang Zhuiyi: "Going to the kitchen in such a hurry, is it because you want to destroy the corpse?"
Jiang Zhuiyi: ...
After hearing Wen Linqiao's two words, Jiang Zhuan recalled that there were only two words left in his mind - it's over.
"No way, Jiang Jiang, you won't..."
Wen Leyi looked at Wen Linqiao, then at Jiang Zhuiyi who was about to cry, and walked over. When she saw the bowl full of ginger soup in Jiang Zhuiyi's hand, she stopped talking.
Wen Leyi's bright eyes blinked: "Jiang Jiang, so you really didn't drink..."
"I..." Jiang Zhuiyi's expression was a little embarrassed when she saw her deeds revealed. She sniffed and said in a low voice, "The smell of ginger is too strong, I really can't drink it..."
"Ginger soup is used to drive away the cold, and it's just a small bowl, hold your breath, grit your teeth, and drink it as soon as you are cruel." Wen Leyi made an encouraging gesture to Jiang Zhui.
"But..." Jiang Zhuiyi looked down at Jiang Tang, his eyes full of rejection.
Wen Linqiao, who was standing aside, looked at Jiang Zhuiyi's pitiful Bala, and after two seconds of silence, asked softly, "You don't want to drink?"
As soon as she heard Wen Linqiao's voice, Jiang Zhuiyi's back felt cold, she shrank her neck, and responded weakly: "Mmm..."
"In this case..." Wen Linqiao raised his eyebrows lightly, and his voice was still cool: "Why don't I help you?"
Two more~
(End of this chapter)
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