Warm and warm cooking, even if it is deliberately burnt, it is still very delicious.
Jing Jiaren has been hungry for a long time, but in such a situation, she has no appetite at all.
Leng Lintian faced Ximen Longting's position, smiled slightly, and said with wandering eyes: "Wife, your craftsmanship is very good."
Jing Jiaren: "..."
"Give me a piece of beef to try."
"You have your own hands and feet, don't you know how to pinch them?"
Leng Lintian raised his eyebrows.
Jing Jiaren restrained herself, smiled slightly, took a piece of beef and fed it to her.
"Is it delicious?"
"Yes, everything my wife gives me is delicious."
Jing Jiaren wanted to poke him with chopsticks.
"My wife's cooking tastes very good too. Show me your hands."
Leng Lintian took her hand, stroked it, and kissed her: "From now on, rough work like cooking will be left to the servants."
Jing Jiaren—didn’t he personally ask her to cook?
This man is childish and really makes me speechless.
"Reliable, I'll try a piece of beef tongue too."
Jing Jiaren had no choice but to put a piece of beef tongue into Leng Lintian's mouth.
"Wife, you eat too."
Leng Lintian also picked up a piece of braised pork and wanted to feed it to Jing Jiaren.
Jing Jiaren sighed inwardly, opened her mouth and swallowed.
Wen Xinnuan blinked and wondered why the relationship between Jing Jia and Leng Lintian was so good again. Feeding each other was something she had always longed for with Luo Lei...
Stop, why are you thinking of that scumbag!
"Honey, does it smell good?" Leng Lintian asked again, with a sparkling smile in his eyes.
His wife's words were so sticky that she couldn't stand it. I really doubted how Leng Lintian could scream.
"fragrant."
"Wife..."
"Can you change the title?" Jing Jiaren said with a smile, "Other couples call themselves husband and wife. It's too common. Let's change it to something special?"
She is definitely not taking care of Ximen Longting's mood, she is taking care of her own ears!
Every time Leng Lintian yelled, she felt sarcastic and felt so tired that she got goosebumps all over her body...
"That's fine," Leng Lintian thought for a while, "My dear, please give me a bowl of soup."
Jing Jiaren almost let go and her chopsticks fell to the table.
Wen Xinnuan also opened her eyes wide and stared blankly at Leng Lintian...
Although he always smiles and does not have a cold and fiery personality, he is by no means such a crooked man.
Actually called "my little kiss"...
"Ahem," Jing Jiaren coughed unnaturally, "Can you change it to something more special?"
"My little darling."
"If you call me that, I will think I am your child."
Wen Xin Nuan is almost gushing soup.
"My little princess."
Wen Xinnuan instantly thought of Luo Lei calling Lilith, my little princess...or in a low voice when making love.
My heart suddenly fell to the bottom.
"My princess," Leng Lintian raised his eyebrows and stroked Jing Jiaren's hair, "The one who relies on her parents is the princess, the one who relies on herself is the queen, the one who relies on her husband is the princess... From now on, you are my princess.
.”
Jing Jiaren raised her eyebrows: "What if I want to be the queen?"
"My queen."
Why does every word immediately become sensational and sweet as soon as it comes out of Leng Lintian's mouth?
Jing Jiaren didn't want to dwell on this trivial matter anymore: "You can call me whatever you want. Hurry up and eat. The food is getting cold."
It's warm and harmonious there, and the aroma of the food is particularly tempting...