[End] Good morning, little wife

Xia Qianchen is really not used to such Nangong Shaodi!

He usually doesn't talk so much, he can never say a word, most of the silence, but today he seems to be looking for something to say.

The hand movements of the two were inconsistent, the spoon kept shaking, and the chicken soup continued to overflow.

"Let go of your hands, I'll do it." Xia Qianchen thought a little, scooped up the chicken soup consciously, took it with a plate, and turned half sideways to feed him.

Nangong Shaodi looked bright, leaned over, and took a sip comfortably.

This posture is too charming and ambiguous.

Xia Qianchen's body became even stiffer: "If the taste is OK, then I'll serve it up now, you wait another 10 minutes, and there's still one more dish to serve."

The implication is "you can leave the kitchen".

But Nangong Shaodi half hugged her, and had no intention of leaving at all.

Xia Qianchen frowned slightly, did he really have a fever and burnt out his brain, or was he thinking of other bad ideas?

"Sir, you hold me like this, how can I get the bowl?"

Nangong Shaodi seemed to recover from some kind of thoughts, and let go.

"10 minutes."

Nangong Shaodi walked out of the kitchen, and the two bodyguards standing at the door immediately saluted.He instantly returned to that indifferent, arrogant and arrogant look.

The corners of his lips curled into a trace of sarcasm, what just kept pouring out in his heart, is it the so-called feeling of home?

Rhodes ordered people to build a shed in the back garden and carried the dining table and chairs over. Today's dinner will be held in the garden.

The night is very good, the stars are charming, and the entire sea view can be seen from the yard.

Xia Qianchen, Rhodes and the bodyguards all stood in a row beside him, waiting for him to eat.

Nangong Shaodi ate carelessly. The huge dining table had delicious dishes. He ate slowly by himself. The candlelight reflected his profile, making him look extraordinarily lonely.

He suddenly raised his eyes and stared at Xia Qianchen.

Rhodes is worthy of being his dog leg, and he immediately understood the master's thoughts: "Sit down, and eat less with the emperor."

Xia Qianchen was a little surprised, this was the first time he was treated like this: "How can a servant have the right to have a meal with the master?"

"Whatever Master Di asks you to do, just do it obediently."

Xia Qianchen was already hungry, so he stopped being polite. Unfortunately, because of his hip injury, he could only eat standing up.

Nangong Shaodi stretched out his hand towards her.

Xia Qianchen walked over, he moved slightly, she sat on his lap, the wound on her buttocks was right between his legs, avoiding touching.

In the open space, a five-member orchestra began to play, and the combination of grand piano and violin was beautiful...

The wind blows gently, bringing the fragrant fragrance of flowers.

Such a romantic night scene made Xia Qianchen feel very uneasy, and his appetite disappeared immediately.

Nangong Shaodi brought a glass of red wine and forced her to drink it.

She turned her face away, and he pinched her chin: "Do you think you can avoid it?"

"I can not drink."

Nangong Shaodi forcefully wanted to feed her, but the red wine overflowed from the corner of her mouth and flowed down her neck, making her very uncomfortable.

She wanted to get a tissue, but he kissed the corner of her lips, and licked/licked all the way down the red wine... It made her numb for a while, and then stopped, picked up the fork and put it in her hand.

This is not eating, it is suffering!

Xia Qianchen resisted with all his strength, and suddenly his eyes moved, thinking of a good plan to escape...