He endured being beaten with a stick; he drank 20 sleeping pills; now that his hands are so useless, he still insists on cooking...
She is not a child and does not need him to take care of her like this.
Cutlery is served.
One dish of bone soup, two bowls of Haikou shrimp porridge...
Jiang Weiwei blinked, "Isn't it a bit strange to use bone soup with porridge?"
"I'll cook two more dishes, soon."
Xiang Yutian stood up immediately.
Jiang Weiwei quickly reached across the table and grabbed his hand, "No, if it continues to burn we will have dinner."
He couldn't even cook properly when she was around. He would come over and kiss her twice even when cutting vegetables.
Before adding a spoonful of salt, you have to touch her face a few times...
Cooking like this is too time consuming.
She was really hungry and didn't want to eat dinner.
"Okay." Xiang Yutian sat down and wiped his hands elegantly with a tissue before starting to ladle the soup. He kept staring at her with a smile in his eyes.
Very silly looking.
Jiang Weiwei took Xiang Yutian and scooped out a bowl of soup. He picked up the silver spoon and was about to drink it when he heard Xiang Yutian ask, "Where did you get the unfamiliar number to call the outside world?"
"I asked Mu Yao to borrow a mobile phone."
Jiang Weiyi said.
Finally, he asked the question back, and she knew she couldn't escape it.
"My mobile phone is for you to use. Don't ask anyone else to borrow it from you in the future." Xiang Yutian handed the mobile phone to her, lowered his head to eat, and suddenly asked, "Who did you call?"
"cough--"
Jiang Weiwei was drinking soup when this question was suddenly raised by Xiang Yutian. She couldn't touch it and choked.
Xiang Yutian handed her a glass of water and frowned sharply, "What's wrong?"
"nothing."
Jiang Weiyi hurriedly drank water to cover up his panic.
Could she say who she was calling?
Xiang Yutian took a sip of the soup, and suddenly seemed to think of something. He looked straight at her with deep eyes, a deep gloom flashing across his eyes, "You called the man you have a crush on?"
"Soup!"
Jiang Weiwei scooped up a spoonful of soup, stretched out his arm, and handed the silver spoon directly to Xiang Yutian's lips, "I'll feed you."
"..."
Xiang Yutian stiffened again instantly, remaining motionless in his original sitting position and looking at her steadily.
It took him a long time to react, "What did you say? Say it again."
"I'm going to feed you soup, don't you want to drink it? Forget it."
Jiang Weiyi looked at him confused and tried to retract his hand.
Xiang Yutian's wrist was suddenly grasped by Xiang Yutian. Xiang Yutian quickly lowered his head, drank up all the soup in her silver spoon, and looked at her with burning eyes, "I want more!"
Have you forgotten the topic just now? That’s great.
Jiang Weiwei smiled and took another mouthful of soup and put it to his lips.
Xiang Yutian stared at her with straight eyes, his eyeballs motionless, he just lowered his head and drank the soup, his body was still so stiff.
Why are you acting like a fool...
"continue."
Xiang Yutian couldn't take his eyes away at all.
"Okay, considering your hand injury." Jiang Weiyi simply stood up, walked around the rectangular dining table and walked to him, with his buttocks next to the edge of the table, holding a bowl in one hand and feeding him soup with a silver spoon in the other.
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Xiang Yutian stared at her intensely.
"Dear Master Xiang, please use it." Jiang Weiwei handed out a spoonful of soup.
Xiang Yutian watched her drink it, and a lot of things burned in his eyes, as if what he drank was not the soup, but her.
Suddenly, Xiang Yutian snatched the silver key from her hand.
He held the silver spoon in his injured hand and took a sip of soup, then handed it to her lips stiffly, his eyes blazing.