Ning Xia stirred it with a spoon and saw that the powdery mustard was completely integrated into the soup bit by bit. She felt excited and worried at the same time. She imagined Lei He's reaction after drinking the soup in her mind, and the imaginary pleasure of revenge was even more intense.
Strengthen her courage.
At worst, she would just argue that she has a heavy taste, what else could he do?
She started to stir-fry two more fragrant dishes, and happily called Lei He to serve them.
Ningxia placed the last dish, pork ribs soup, on the dining table. While twirling his ears to relieve the burning sensation, he called to Lei He, "How do you like? As per your request - four dishes and one soup!"
Lei He's eyes wandered around the dishes on the table, and finally settled on the soup.
When Ning Xia saw him staring straight at the pork rib soup, she felt guilty and immediately raised her chin bravely and said, "This... I have been simmering this soup for a long time!"
Lei He stared at the red-faced little girl with a thick neck in front of him and smiled inexplicably, "Why are you shouting so loudly?"
Ningxia quickly retorted, "No way!"
Lei He raised his eyebrows and said nothing. Instead, he picked up the chopsticks and enjoyed her work with peace of mind. Ningxia felt relieved now, pulled out her chair and started to eat. After being busy for a long time, cooking was a waste of energy and a guilty conscience.
Energy, she was really starving to death.
The two were speechless for a moment. Lei He glanced at the bold and lovely woman. The orange light cast a small shadow on her drooped eyelids, which made him feel very peaceful. Such a peaceful time made him feel more comfortable than ever before.
, peace of mind, the corner that has been missing in my heart for a long time seems to have finally been filled with something.
"The food you cook is delicious." He praised suddenly.
Ningxia reacted and felt a rare moment of embarrassment. Her face was really not made of a city wall, and her little heart was really overwhelmed by such straightforward praise.
However, the temporary good words could not cover up the evil he had done before, Ning Xia thought in her heart.
So, she smiled like a dog, wishing she could twist her little face into a sunflower, "Master Lei, come and have some soup. Isn't this your special request?" I also made it especially for you.
Lei He lowered his head and looked at the pork rib soup that had been served at hand. It was bright in color and had a little bit of minced meat floating on it. It really looked like that.
He glanced at Ning Xia meaningfully, and Ning Xia was determined to maintain that stiff toothy smile.
He drank.
One bite, two bites, three bites...
Stop, stop, stop! What's going on? Ningxia was excited at first, then worried, and now she looks depressed. Isn't it possible? She drank so much mustard, why does he still act like nothing is wrong? His taste buds are not normal, right?
!
The more Ningxia thought about it, the more surprised she became. Could it be that she had poured the sugar in as mustard?
Ning Xia was deeply doubtful about her IQ. She cautiously asked, "How is it? Does it taste good?"
Rehe scooped up the spoon and asked politely, "Do you want to try it?"
Ning Xia swallowed a mouthful of saliva and glanced at Lei He hesitantly, but the latter looked indifferent.
In the end, Ningxia bit her lip, nodded, leaned her head over, and took a big mouthful of Lei He's spoon. Suddenly, a burst of warm liquid entered the mouth, crossed the throat and flowed into the esophagus, and Ningxia's face instantly changed.
It turned into the color of pig liver, and the expression was as complicated as swallowing a fly alive.
Ningxia was forced to tears by the choking smell, and kept coughing, as if she was trying to cough out her lungs. Looking at the man sitting coldly, Ningxia understood everything. This is called stealing a chicken but losing it.
Chapter completed!