"It's so windy outside, you must be very cold. Let's drink a bowl to warm up your body first." Jiang Nanyan said, picked up the chopsticks, picked up some vegetables and put them in the bowl in front of him.
There were not many dishes on the table, but she asked Cheng Wuyi what Huangfulian liked to eat, and then went to learn from the imperial chef herself.
Although it was not as good as the one made by the royal chef in the palace, she tried it and it tasted okay.
"How can I drink like this?" Huangfulian smiled slightly, looked down at his hand around her waist, then raised his head again and smiled at Jiang Nanyan.
This person, if you want her to feed you, just say so. Why are you looking for such an excuse that is not a reason![
Jiang Nanyan blushed, picked up the bowl on the table, scooped out a mouthful of hot soup, put it to her lips and blew on it twice before bringing it to Huangfulian's mouth.
"Hey, drink it."
Her actions seemed a bit rude because of her shyness, but Huangfulian didn't mind at all and opened her mouth to drink the steaming soup.
During this period, Huangfulian's dark eyes had been staring at Jiang Nanyan, her eyes so gentle that they almost overflowed.
Jiang Nanyan didn't dare to raise her head to look at him, so she lowered her head slightly, scalding her face, and fed Huangfulian one mouthful after another, finishing the bowl of soup.
Later, Jiang Nanyan originally wanted to come down, but Huangfulian used the excuse that the weather was a little cold and refused to let her go.
So Jiang Nanyan had no choice but to continue sitting on his lap and feed him.