Xiao Ao scooped up a spoonful of porridge and took a bite.
Jiang Ning looked at him eagerly...the bowl in his hand.
Xiao Ao laughed and handed the rice porridge to Jiang Ning.
Jiang Ning sat awkwardly on the hospital bed, her eyes evasive, "What are you doing? Aren't you hungry? You can eat, I'm not hungry."
"..."
Tough talk!
He obviously wants to eat but refuses to admit it.
Xiao Ao knew that she wanted to save face, so he didn't expose her. He just said, "I took a taste and it didn't suit my taste. You can eat it."
"I'm not hungry……"
"I've already eaten it. I can't give it to Ling Ye. If you don't eat it, you can only throw it away." Xiao Ao said, "That would be too wasteful. You have always been against waste, haven't you? Could you please help me?
Is it okay to eat it?”
Jiang Ning swallowed her saliva and said, "Since you said so, I will reluctantly help you."
Xiao Ao smiled and handed the bowl to her.
He put the small dining table on the bed again and said, "Eat."
Jiang Ning took a taste, and her eyes suddenly lit up.
tasty!
The rice porridge is soft and delicious, and melts in your mouth. It has the fragrance of chicken soup, but not the greasiness of chicken soup. The heat of the shredded chicken is just right. Because there is chicken soup, I only add simple seasonings and it is ready.
I bit my tongue after eating it.
too delicious!
At first, Jiang Ning remained reserved, eating spoonful after spoonful, but then she couldn't stand the delicious taste. Thinking that Xiao Ao was the only one in the ward, she didn't have to worry so much, so she just held it in one hand.
He held the bowl and drank directly to his mouth.
"Slow down, be careful."
"Not hot."
On such a cold day, drinking a bowl of hot porridge will warm your body.
Xiao Ao knew that Jiang Ning had not eaten enough for dinner, so he found a big bowl and filled it with a full bowl of porridge. Under his watch, Jiang Ning finished the full bowl of porridge in less than ten minutes.
Not even a grain of rice was left.
"Is it tasty?"
"It's delicious!" Jiang Ning praised generously. After she finished her praise, she remembered that Lin Wanwan made the porridge. Her face stiffened and she coughed unnaturally, "Ahem...that's all."
"..."
Xiao Ao was amused by her awkward look.
After being hospitalized for so many days, this was the first time he saw An Ning eating so much.
wrong.
Even when she was at home before, she rarely had such a big appetite.
He swallowed his saliva silently thinking about the mouthful of porridge he tasted just now.
Well……
Understandable!
He almost didn't want to give the porridge to Aning just now.
"Are you full?"
"full."
Xiao Ao put away the bowls and spoons, "Then you wash up and get ready to rest. I'll clean the bowls."
"good!"
Xiao Ao walked out of the room.
"Click——"
The door is closed.
When Jiang Ning saw him leaving, she half-leaned on the bed, rubbing her belly and showing a satisfied look.
Well!
My stomach is full and warm, and it feels so good!
I can't believe... Lin Wanwan not only makes delicious noodles, but also makes delicious food, and even makes porridge so delicious.
what to do!
If she gets used to eating the food she cooks, will her mouth become naughty?
"Insidious! So insidious!"
As soon as Xiao Ao entered the room, he heard Jiang Ning muttering quietly there. He closed the door and was stunned for a moment, "Who is insidious?"
"Who else could it be, Lin Wanwan?"
"..."
Xiao Ao's mouth twitched, "Why did she provoke you again?"
"As the saying goes, to capture a person's heart, you must first capture a person's stomach! She cooked for me, she must have wanted to capture my stomach, and then let me eliminate my opinion of her!"
"..."
Xiao Ao laughed dryly.
Ah Ning.
Can we wake up a little bit?
Lin Wanwan didn't even bother to cook for us, so we shamelessly went to eat and drink by ourselves.
But...he really didn't have the guts to say this.
…
the other side.
Wanjia Villa.
Lin Wei and Wan Xiang had also just had dinner. Wan Min's brother, Wan Haifeng, had been living in an apartment near the company since his parents divorced. Wan Min had not returned home in the past few days, so the living room seemed a little deserted.
Wan Xiang felt a little sad when he recalled the scene of his family and Meimei together before they were divorced.
"What's wrong?"
Behind him, Lin Wei squeezed Wan Xiang's shoulders with moderate strength, her voice was as gentle as water, "Are you unhappy?"
When he turned around and faced Lin Wei's young and beautiful face, Wanxiang's sadness just now disappeared.
How could his ex-wife be as gentle and charming as Lin Wei?
He leaned on the sofa, enjoying Lin Wei's service, squinting and said, "It's nothing. There has been a lot of work in the company recently, so I'm a little tired."
"Then I'll give you a massage."
"Um!"
The strength of her hand was just right, and Wan Xiang closed her eyes in great enjoyment.
"Your technique is pretty good."
"Of course." Lin Weijiao said with a smile, "I know it's the end of the year and your company has a lot to do, so I specially learned it from a professional master. It's comfortable."
Men all have vanity.
Hearing that Lin Wei specially learned massage for him, Wan Xiang had a heart and said, "Comfortable! But don't work too hard. There are a lot of things at Starlight Media at the end of the year. You are already very hard at work. This
Don’t learn anything else. When you’re tired, just find a masseur to go home and massage.”
"Uh-huh! Is the masseuse as considerate as me?"
Her voice was coquettish and coquettish, which made Wan Xiang's heart soften.
Well!
No wonder a man wants to change his wife after becoming successful.
Having such a young, beautiful, gentle and lovely wife brings me both dignity and respect.
He touched Lin Wei's hand.
Her hands are different from those of her ex-wife. Her ex-wife is over 50 years old. She started from scratch with him and worked her way from poverty to wealth. She knows that money is not easy to come by and she is not willing to spend money on new things in life.
Clothes, let alone spending money to maintain them. So her hands were rough and rough, and the backs of her hands were covered with old lines. They felt like tree bark and had no texture at all.
And Lin Wei’s hands are very beautiful.
Her fingers are long and slender, and the skin on her hands is smooth and delicate, like fine suet white jade. Her tentacles are warm, soft and tender, and feel silkier than silk.
He played with Lin Wei's hand and looked contented.
"husband……"
"Um?"
"There's something I don't know if I should tell you."
"What's up?"
Lin Wei sighed. She walked around from the sofa and sat next to Wan Xiang. She put a hand on his shoulder and leaned her head on his shoulder. She is over sixty years old and usually does not pay attention to health care.
At this age, it is inevitable that there will be some bad smell on the body. Lin Wei endured the nausea and sighed, "It's Minmin..."
Wan Xiang frowned immediately, "Minmin caused trouble again?!"
"That's not true!" Lin Wei shook her head and hesitated before saying, "Minmin hasn't come to work in the company for five days... I think, Minmin is the eldest lady in the family, and we can fully afford to support her. If
She really doesn’t want to go to work, so why not forget it!”