"Princess, that bowl of soup is not for you to drink, but for the prince." Caoer lowered his voice and tugged at the corner of her clothes, but did not even dare to look at Xia Houyu.
"Oh... I told you earlier. When you handed me the soup just now, you should have reminded me that this soup is for the prince, so I won't drink it. Well... prince, there is still a little bit left in this soup.
Do you want more? I just tried it, it’s fine, it tastes good.” He glanced at the grass and then at the bowl in his hand, there was indeed a little left.
Did she drink that bowl of soup on purpose?
However, no one may believe that she didn't do it on purpose. There are a lot of people who agree with saying that she did it on purpose. It's just that she suddenly felt thirsty and drank the soup as her first reaction when she got it. This can't be blamed on her.
If the soup is gone, just bring another bowl. It’s not like there’s no soup. The kitchen in her south courtyard has plenty of soup.[
Isn't it just soup? Add more water and it will be enough.
"Are you...really sure that you want to give me that bowl of soup?" He looked at her lightly, suspicious of her behavior.
Even if you dare to drink his soup, you actually dare to give him the remaining soup?
The leftover soup never appeared in front of him.
"Oh, no, actually, this bowl of soup is really delicious, but...actually, I don't really want to give it to you. I think I am more suitable for this bowl of soup than you." Yan Zhui'er looked pityful.
As he spoke, he drank the soup in one go and returned the bowl to Cao'er.
He looked at a pair of eyes that were staring at her without leaving his sight.
"Go, bring the food to the prince. The food has not been served for so long. I'm afraid that the prince will be hungry." In fact, she was hungry herself. She hadn't eaten anything since she got up in the morning.
After drinking the bowl of soup just now, not only did she have to protest to him, but her stomach also had to protest to him.
If he didn't come at any time, he would come during breakfast, because he obviously didn't want her to eat.
He just looked at her quietly without any expression, but he wanted to see what she wanted to do.
Suddenly he felt as if he had wasted a lot of time. If he had known that there was such a fun place in the south courtyard, he would have come here long ago. Why wait until now?