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Beauty Jing gave people the feeling that she was young and calm. She did not hide her actions at all and did not put on any pretence. What she did was so natural. She was always so unperturbed towards others.

Imperceptibly, the passion and passion in her heart had been ignited. It would be hard for a person to remain focused, but once Beauty Jing did so, the spirit energy she emitted infected the people around her. Even the icy sun had become human.

Dinner was extremely simple.

A bowl of Gardenia oatmeal and a plate of curried steak rice plus a plate of fruit dessert.

The three of them sat at the table.

Kate couldn't see, and Beauty was about to feed Kate herself.

"Allow me." Bo Liangchen took the bowl from Beauty Jing and sat on the other side of Kate.

Kate smiled. Revealing his white teeth, he felt around the table and said, "I'll do it myself."

Because he couldn't see it, he could only touch it on the table.

Bo Liangchen looked at her and helplessly said: "I'll feed you. After you're done eating, go rest. In these two days, just obediently stay at home. If you're bored, let Chen Pei accompany you for a walk outside."

Beauty Jing was silently eating the congee in her bowl, absent-mindedly chewing it.

Carter felt the atmosphere was a little stifling. He asked, "Little Jingjing, aren't you happy?"

Bo Liangchen's spoon quivered, almost pasting the porridge directly onto Carter's face.

"Cough, cough, cough." The congee in Beauty Jing's mouth almost choked her to death as she violently coughed.

After a long while, he finally recovered and angrily said, "Don't call me Little Jing, call me Beauty Jing."

"Little Scene, I've called you eighteen years, why don't you forgive me?"

"Uh, what eighteen years? Are you very familiar with me? " Beauty Jing wiped the corner of her mouth and decided not to eat for the time being.

"Of course, you've only been here for a month and I already know you." Carter proudly started to argue.

Beauty Jing put her hands under her chin, opened her gossipy eyes, and turned her head. Looking at the proud Carter, she curiously asked, "But I don't have any impression of you?"

That's right, how could Beauty Jing have an impression of him? She had never even seen him before. Where did this impression come from? What could a one-month-old child remember?

Carter's smile became even more brilliant, a little sweetness appeared on his feminine face, making Bo Good Morning's jealousy burn inside of him. He heavily placed the bowl in front of Carter with a smack, and said in a huff, "Eat by yourself. If you don't eat or get hungry, no one is allowed to feed you."

Then he got up, walked to the other side of the beauty, pulled up the stool and sat down.

Chen Pei, who was standing by the side, knew how serious the situation was and hastily moved the food over.

Beauty Jing turned her head to the side. Facing Bo Liang Chen's blushing face due to jealousy, she began to giggle.

Chief, I'm jealous!" "Sis Chen, bring me the vinegar bottle." "Beauty Jing wanted to make trouble. She had not angered a certain man in such a manner in a long time. Seeing him being humiliated made her heart itch, and she found it unbearable.

Chen Pi glanced at Beauty Jing in astonishment, then looked at the ashen-faced Bo Liang Chen, wondering if he should bring the vinegar over. A feminine voice sounded, "Okay, that's a good idea. Curry rice mixed with vinegar, it's delicious!"

The other three turned their heads in unison and glared at Carter.

Carter was exceptionally calm, because he couldn't see anything, so even if he felt a cold light shooting at him, he pretended not to know.

Carter held the bowl of porridge in one hand and the spoon in the other as he ate the porridge one mouthful at a time.

Beauty Jing sighed and shook her head.

Therefore, he wanted to bite off the lips of this little girl, but then he thought that he would have to give acupuncture to two more patients later on. If this little girl lost her strength, then that would be even worse.

Chen Pei brought out a bottle of vinegar and placed it on the table, placing it in front of Beauty Jing. She knew that this vinegar was something that Beauty Jing wanted to use, so she didn't dare to guess exactly what it was.

In the large dining room, Beauty Jing looked at the bottle of vinegar in front of her. She took the bottle and unscrewed the cap, then handed it over to Bo Liang Chen.

This was a bottle of aged vinegar. It was sour enough.

Bo Liangchen's eyes narrowed, "I'm not eating anymore. It's too sour." He reached out his hand to push.

How could Beauty Jing miss out on such a good show? "You love to be jealous. If you eat enough, you won't be able to find anything if you regret it!" Ye Zichen giggled, then directly sent the vinegar bottle into Yu's mouth.

Bo Liangchen's face was dark, his mouth was closed, and he was determined not to drink.

"Do you want some?" Beauty Jing was angry.

"Nope!"

"Haa!"

"No!"

"You …" Beauty Jing was so angry that she directly stood up, reached out her hand to pinch Bo Liangchen's chin and began to drink from his mouth.

Fortunately, he was wearing a pair of thin gloves, otherwise, he would not be able to hold it in his hands.

Bo Liangchen hated this to the point of wanting to beat up this little girl, but he had found it himself. His chin was being held by this little woman, and he was forced to open his mouth.

The vinegar was filled to the brim.

Bo Liangchen wanted to vomit, but the little girl pinched his acupuncture point and swallowed him with a thump.

A spicy feeling burned its way down from his throat to his throat.

"Oh!" Bo Liangchen cried out in pain and hastily poured the bowl of porridge in front of him into his mouth. Only then was he barely able to endure the burning pain in his abdomen.

"Hehe, it tastes good! Would you like another drink? " Beauty Jing stood there like a queen, eyeing Bo Liang Chen like a tiger.

Bo Liangchen quickly waved his hand: "Spare me, I'm not jealous anymore!"

"Really?" Beauty Jing asked with a triumphant smile on her face.

"It's true! It's even more true than real gold!" Bo Liang Chen picked up the bowl of porridge and ate it in one gulp.

Beauty Jing was stunned. She put down the bottle of vinegar in her hands and looked at Bo Liang Chen: "My porridge!"

"Oh, I ate." Bo Liangchen didn't feel anything was amiss. He nodded and continued to eat the curried steak rice on his plate.

"Bian Liangchen, my porridge!" Beautiful Jing was defeated. Did no one tell the Chief that she was a germaphobe? That person had used her bowl and even used her personal spoon along with her personal chopsticks!

After a while, Bo Liangchen put down his spoon and chopsticks. Looking at the beauty Jing sitting down slowly, he slyly said: "It's alright, I don't mind!"

"I do mind, I really do!" Beauty Jing chuckled dryly, but could only use other chopsticks and spoons.

"Don't, ah, this old man and his wife have already eaten so many times. Why don't you mind using your chopsticks for a bit, seriously!" Bo Liangchen shamelessly picked up a tissue at the side and wiped the chopsticks on Beauty Jing's chopsticks. Then, he used a disinfectant towel to wipe the chopsticks, and washed it in a cup of water. He then used a clean, disinfected towel to wipe it clean and placed it on the plate in front of Beauty Jing.

"No, take it away!" Beauty Jing opened another set of spare tableware on the table. It was her personal item, the set of utensils that had followed her around a lot, and it had been used for a long time. Chen Pei would take it out every day while she was eating and place it where she could see and get it.

It was an exquisite set of silver tableware with strange engravings on it. At the bottom of each set, there was the initials of Beauty Jing, personally crafted by their father Jing Tian Yu.

This was a set of tableware with a story behind it, so Beauty Jing rarely used it. She would only use it when she was forced to, like today.

When she saw her grandfather almost die, she was extremely scared, afraid that her grandfather would just leave and she would be left alone. Previously, she was very scared, very scared, this was a fear that was rooted in her bones, the pain of losing her family could not be endured by anyone, not to mention her, a girl who had just turned 18.

In his prime, he was busy every day trying to save people. Even though he had seen the difference between life and death, once things fell on him, he was determined to make a difference.

He saw sparkling water droplets at the corners of the little girl's eyes. He wanted to touch them, but the little woman dodged his hand, so he reached for the vinegar bottle and gulped down two mouthfuls of it himself. Then, he started to use his chopsticks to dig at the rice in his mouth with all his might.

Beauty Jing's eyes stared at him for a moment before she retracted her tears. She lowered her head and began to scoop up the rice on the plate.

Kate couldn't see, but he could feel the little woman's displeasure, but he didn't say anything, just silently picking at the rice on his plate.

As she watched the two men sitting beside her eat in silence, warmth welled up from the bottom of her heart. Actually, she was very happy. No matter what goal they had in getting close to her, she could feel that they truly loved her.

After they finished eating, the three of them left the restaurant in silence.

Bian Liang sent Kate to a bedroom that was already prepared. They sat down and began the calm negotiations.

"Carter, aren't you going back?" Bo Liangchen sat beside the sofa. No matter where a soldier went, he would maintain his lofty image. He would never lower himself to a soldier.

This was the happiest meal he had eaten in the past few months. Although it was simple, it was very beautiful, the taste and feeling were very wondrous, the faint Gardenia fragrance in his mouth made him very nostalgic. He lazily curled up on the sofa, spitting out a sentence with a feminine voice: "I want to bring a small view."

Bo Liangchen felt a headache coming on: "Let's have a good talk. You can't take her away, she's my wife." Bo Liangchen tolerated it. He couldn't use violence against Carter. He couldn't, he definitely couldn't. Therefore, he could only endure.

"No, we don't." Carter didn't want to think about the future. He rested his head on the cushion, lazily stretching his limbs.

"I won't allow it." Bo Liangchen firmly refused. He didn't even want to bring her away.

Carter humphed and said unhappily, "Which country's rule is that you can't take her away just because she's your wife?"

The veins on Bo Liangchen's forehead popped out: "Can't we be more reasonable? This is Country A." Bo Liangchen's anger was dampened, and he clenched his fists again.

Carter shrunk his neck. The air inside the room was a little low. He felt a little cold, his short purple sleeves seemed a little thin, but he couldn't show any weakness. He sat up and straightened his back.