Chapter 2306

Lingjiao went back to the hotel, took off her make-up and made a simple skin care. The assistant knocked on the door and sent the night away.

"Here's your wonton."

"Now take out is so fast?" Lingjiao asked with a smile.

"Close." The assistant smiled and opened the box for her.

In order to make it more like what she bought from the takeout, she also specially found a disposable box for the takeout to carry.

Ling Jiao sat down, filled a spoonful of soup, blew it, and took a sip of it and was stunned for a moment.

This taste

"Which one is this wonton?"

"It's near the hotel." Said the assistant casually.

Lingjiao was dubious. He took a taste of wonton and looked complicated.

This wonton can't be bought from outside.

"To be honest, where did you buy this bowl of wonton?"

The assistant glanced at her. "What's the matter, the smell has changed?"

It's just a bowl of wonton. She can't help but taste like Fu Er Shao.

"Where did you buy it?" Ling Jiao asked with a heavy face.

The assistant struggled for a while, but still said it truthfully.

"When you were filming, Fu Er Shao came here."

Ling Jiao lowered his eyes to cover the surging thoughts at the bottom of his eyes, but his face was calm.

"He left it?"

This flavor, in addition to the store where grandpa took her to eat, is only the wonton made by Fu Shiqin.

"Well, according to the kitchen of the hotel, Fu Er Shao did it himself." The assistant helped Fu Shiqin to brush the value of kindness.

Fu Shiqin hesitated for a long time and put down the spoon.

"Not really."

"Miss Ling, don't be so ungrateful. Well, people come here to make you a bowl of wonton. They say you don't want to see him. You don't even want to see his face in front of you. You don't appreciate it." The more the assistant thinks about it, the more he fights for the infatuated Fu Xiaoer.

Ling Jiao gave her a look. "Which end are you?"

"You can do it. I don't think Fu Er Shao will like you any day. I'll see where you can find those who are so used to you." The assistant groaned heavily, went to the door and came back again, "you don't eat it, I'll throw the garbage can."

"No, I'll throw it myself." Lingjiao refuses to help with the cleaning up.

The assistant glanced at her and left angrily.

Ling Jiao watched her go, stared at the hot wonton on the table, and said after a while.

"Come on, don't waste it."

Well, she just doesn't want to waste it. She doesn't want to eat his wonton.

Wonton stuffing is the most familiar and delicious taste in her memory. Even soup is the most familiar taste.

She was eating well and the door of the room was suddenly opened. The assistant rushed in and said.

"My cell phone..."

The assistant stood at the door and stared at the man sitting there with a wonton in his mouth.

"Didn't you just say you don't want to eat it? It's so delicious now?"

Lingjiao choked for a while, pretended to be calm and drank water, explaining.

"You've brought it, you've wasted it."

The assistant took the cell phone that he had just dropped on purpose, hum.

"If you do, you will do it, and explain something forcibly."

"What do you say?" Cried Ling Jiao.

The assistant has left the door and locked it.

Then, with his mobile phone, he informed Fu Shiqin who was waiting for the airport to return to the capital.

"Fu Er Shao, she has eaten all the wonton you made, even the soup."

Although I saw it was not finished just now, it was almost finished.

As for whether it's someone who doesn't want to waste it or something else, only the person who eats wonton knows.