Wan Jingting took her cold hand, rubbed it, and breathed a few breaths. He watched her recover after drinking ginger soup. Her white face was pink, her watery eyes were smiling, her delicate eyebrows, her reddish nose and lips were charming and lovely.
"I've had a bad appetite recently. Did you go to see a doctor?" He took her hand, put on his belly and asked faintly.
Tong en poked him in the abdomen mischievously. The man's body management is never slack. He still has a good hand, which is better than that in the hospital.
Tong en raised her eyes and looked at Wan Jingting with complicated eyes. Naturally, she didn't ignore the light in his eyes. Suddenly, she also received his message and said awkwardly, "no, it won't be."
"Well?" Her words may be inadvertently blurted out, but wan Jingting heard the heart, eyes a little jumping light, "want to eat sour?"
Tong en finished eating noodles, drank a mouthful of soup, tasted it several times, and said, "if only this soup could be a little more sour."
He chewed a few times and swallowed his throat. The noodles were fine. She fed them well.
"Not bad."
"How's it going? Not bad
Just now he said no. Tong en consciously wrapped his chopsticks around the noodles and handed them to his mouth. The man laughed and finally took a bite.
"I'll try."
Tong en controlled his thoughts, nodded and said, "delicious."
His eyes were burning, and he was very affectionate. Tong en glanced at him, but his ears turned red. Really, his eyes were the same as hers.
"Is it really that delicious?"
There were only two of them left in the kitchen. Looking at the little wife eating a bowl of noodles with relish, his small expression of satisfaction naturally showed. He couldn't help but smile. As before, it was easy to be satisfied.
"Well, good. Slow down, madam
"Sister Lin, be safe on the way."
Wan Jingting nodded: "well."
"Just like it. I'll go back first, sir and madam. "
Sister Lin smiles. How can she remember that she cooked this noodle yesterday.
Tong en hooked her lips, so she had a taste of the delicious food. After a bite, her eyes were shining and she praised sister Lin: "sister Lin, the noodles are delicious."
Wan Jingting pointed to her hand, tilted his head to look at her, and shook his head with a smile.
He took Wan Jingting to the kitchen and sat at the dining table. The bowl on the table was full of color and fragrance. He could not help holding up his chopsticks and noodles. He took a long piece of noodles and looked at him
"Yes, thank you."
The two of them were chatting about what happened these days. Soon, sister Lin made a bowl of tomato and egg noodles, presented it to Tong en and said, "madam, eat while it's hot."
Don't like to see a doctor.
Wan Jingting frowned, serious and displeased, "go and have a look tomorrow."
Tong en laughed and said, "it's OK. Maybe I'm a little busy these days. I'll be fine after a while."
The man said, "tomorrow I'll ask Dong what famous doctor he has, and I'll take you to have a look."
"No She knew that she had a bad appetite because she was too busy and had a cold war with him these days, so she didn't eat much. It shouldn't be a big problem.
She stutters and is nervous. Is she pregnant at this time?
It's not in her plan.
The Dodge in Tong en's eyes didn't escape the man's detection like sight, his face became serious and serious, "you deny it before I say anything. So you don't want to have another child? "