Zhong Qing saw it in her eyes, but she felt unhappy in her heart. Seeing Yi Jian being fed up, she rolled her eyes, she would not let He Anyuan succeed!
Immediately, Zhongqing glanced at He Anyuan, then stretched out her hand, grabbed Yi Jian's hand, and whispered softly: "Young Marshal... Don't eat too much honey, it will cause high sugar and gain weight, which is not good for the body."
OK, you eat these."
Yi Jian paused slightly with his chopsticks, turned his head, glanced at Zhong Qing, his eyes slowly showed indulgence, and he really stopped eating with his chopsticks.
Seeing such a scene, He Anyuan's face became distorted. She smiled unwillingly, continued to pick up the braised pork with pickles, put it on the young marshal's plate, and said softly: "So it's
In this case, I don’t even know that the young commander doesn’t eat honey chicken wings.”
This time, Zhong Qing took it away as soon as it was placed on the young marshal's plate, and ate it himself. He also said plausibly: "Young marshal, you can't eat too much of this. Eating too much will thicken your blood fat, which is bad for your body."
OK."
After saying that, he picked up a dish and put it into Yi Jian's mouth. Yi Jian didn't know why he suddenly fell in love with He Anyuan, but he loved Zhong Qing very much in his heart, so,
At this time, everything naturally depends on her.
He Anyuan's face almost turned ugly. She naturally saw that Zhong Qing was targeting her, but the young marshal didn't have any objection to picking up food for him, so he followed Zhong Qing's lead, stretched out his chopsticks, and picked up another dish.
, put it on Yi Jian's plate: "Young Marshal... try this, this is your favorite spinach and tofu soup."
This is Yi Jian's favorite.
But Yi Jian didn't move, but stared at the dish for a while.
Zhong Qing felt very uncomfortable. She never knew what he liked to eat. She pouted, looked at Yi Jian and said, "Young Marshal, what do you like to eat?"
This is Yi Jian's favorite.
But Yi Jian didn't move, but stared at the dish for a while.
The young marshal naturally believed that those who knew the current affairs were heroes. He shook his head and said bluntly: "I don't like it."
He Anyuan's eyes froze. This was clearly the Young Marshal's favorite. She then picked up another dish of stir-fried celery and handed it to the Young Marshal. This was one of the Young Marshal's favorite dishes. She wanted to see if Zhong Qing could do it.