"Princess insists on going in, and Xiao Tao can't stop her. Please forgive me, Your Majesty." Xiao Tao knelt down with a plop.
Maybe Xiaotao's voice was a little loud and disturbed Mo Xiaohuan, who was sleeping soundly. Her head moved.
Yu Beiming saw her moving and signaled Xiao Tao to go out and stop making noise.
Xiao Tao stood up and walked out gently
But Mo Xiaohuan still woke up. She rubbed her dazed eyes. Before she could see her surroundings clearly, she jumped into the air. She was so frightened that she exclaimed.
Yu Beiming sat her on his lap, staring intently at her just waking up.
Mo Xiaohuan raised her eyes to look at the person holding her, and then smiled: "You're back."
Such a warm word, it feels like home
Yu Beiming was moved by her, his black eyes were moist, and he gently pressed her head to his chest to prevent her from seeing his vulnerability at this time.
"What's wrong?" Mo Xiaohuan wanted to look up at him, but he held him down and couldn't move.
"I want to hug you like this" Yu Beiming said softly
Mo Xiaohuan didn't move anymore. The two of them just sat quietly. Listening to his steady heartbeat, she felt extremely calm.
"Have you eaten?" Yu Beiming suddenly asked
"Not yet, I'm waiting for you to eat together." Mo Xiaohuan looked up at him and smiled softly.
Yu Beiming frowned slightly: "Why don't you eat first? Why don't you go back to your room to sleep? It's easy to catch a cold if you sleep here." He didn't know how to say sweet words. Although his words of concern for her were a little rude, his true feelings were revealed.
Mo Xiaohuan slid down his lap, opened the food on the table, and said: "I just want to wait for you to eat together." He touched the temperature and found that there was still some residual warmth and it was not too cold.
Yu Beiming took a look at the dishes and they all looked good: "Did you really cook this?" He didn't believe that such a delicate woman would still be in the kitchen.
"How do you know it was me?" Mo Xiaohuan asked in surprise, and then nodded understandingly: "That girl Xiaotao must have said it, there's no mystery anymore." She curled her lips after saying that
"I'm very hungry." Yu Beiming picked up the chopsticks and put some food into his mouth. It was a bit cold, but the taste of the food was okay.
Mo Xiaohuan filled a bowl of rice and placed it in front of him, then filled another bowl for herself
"Well, not bad, it's delicious." Yu Beiming wouldn't say it was salty or bland at all, he just said it was delicious.
Mo Xiaohuan looked at him eating, and suddenly she felt so sad that someone said that the food she cooked was delicious, so good, and that person was also her pillow, so happy
However, she clearly knew that the food she cooked was not delicious. It was cooked, but it didn't seem to taste that good?
But seeing how happy he looked after eating, she was suspicious.
When Yu Beiming saw that she didn't eat, he watched her eat. He took a dish that he thought tasted good and put it in her bowl.
"You... don't hold on. If it doesn't taste good, don't eat it. Why do you insist on saying it tastes good?" Mo Xiaohuan looked at him and said
After Yu Beiming ate a few hurried bites, he put down his bowls and chopsticks, wiped his mouth with a cloth, turned around and took her hand: "You made it, of course it's delicious." He patted her cheek and smiled.
Mo Xiaohuan was suddenly moved by him, and tears fell down
Yu Beiming didn't expect that she would cry just after he said a word, and held her in his arms distressedly: "Why are you so stupid? Who would think that the food cooked by his wife is unpalatable? Unless that person does not have his wife in his heart."
He wiped her tears and comforted her
"You are the first person to say that the food I cook is delicious," Mo Xiaohuan sobbed slightly.