My sweet wife won again

Chapter 265 He Feeds Her Congee

Amused by her silly look now, she smiled slightly.

Murong Chenghan squeezed one of the facial cleansers into the palm of his hand and rubbed it into fine foam.

"Close your eyes, I'm going to help you wash your face."

When the girl obediently closed her eyes, he applied foam to her cheeks, massaged gently, and then rinsed with warm water.

Taking a soft dry towel from the towel rack, Murong Chenghan carefully wiped her face clean.

The clean little face has no traces of artificial carving, even without makeup, it is still fair and flawless.

Feng Lingling opened her eyes and noticed that he was staring straight at her, his face was slightly red.

"What's wrong? Is there something growing on my face?" After she finished speaking, she turned to look in the mirror.

Pouting his lips, he looked left and right for a while.

She said to herself strangely, "It's normal."

"I thought it was beautiful, so I just looked at it for a while."

Xiao Nizi was stunned for a few seconds when she heard this.

His cheeks were flushed, and he tried hard to resist the urge to raise the corners of his mouth.

When it comes to looks, Feng Lingling thinks that she has good facial features and a handsome appearance, but it is definitely not the kind that surprises people at first glance.

Now, being praised so bluntly by Murong Chenghan for her beauty, she couldn't help but feel a little bit secretly happy.

Obviously in the mirror, the man's messy handsome face is much prettier than hers.

perhaps……

Is this just the sweet talk he used to say to women?

Feng Lingling didn't want to think too much about it.

In short, if she gets carried away and makes a fool of herself today, it will be Murong Chenghan's fault.

After washing up, he carried her to the restaurant with his special boyfriend.

Watched by two rows of servants, the man blew the porridge cold and fed her himself.

To cover up her embarrassment, she coughed twice, "Why do I feel like a disabled person who can't take care of himself?"

Murong Chenghan didn't respond right away, he gently wiped the corners of her lips with a tissue, and continued to feed her.

While feeding, he jokingly said, "If that's the case, it's pretty good."

"What's the matter?" Feng Lingling exclaimed, "Are you cursing me?"

"If you really can't take care of yourself, you can only rely on me forever, right?"

After finishing speaking, while the girl was still blushing and dazed, he bowed his head and kissed her on the lips.

"Well, this porridge tastes really good."

The man's casual words caused a group of servants who were waiting next to him to suffer [-] points of critical damage.

When Murong Chenghan returned to the bedroom with Feng Lingling in his arms, the dining room exploded instantly.

"Is that still Master Murong?"

"Why do I feel like a completely different person?"

"Even talking in a soft-spoken voice, isn't it too gentle?"

"What kind of virtue did Miss Feng accumulate in her previous life? I'm almost envious of her!" A group of people sighed.

They either clean the table, sweep the floor, or clean the windows.

Gossiping while doing things, "The former Young Master Murong seldom even smiled."

"Yes, yes, always with a straight face and the words 'Keep away from strangers' written on it, it's scary."

"I never dreamed that one day he would feed girls porridge himself."

One of the maids held her cheeks and looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, "And he also blew it to cool down before feeding him."

"Super careful, is there any?"

While a group of people were chatting, someone had already sent the master the photo secretly taken when the man was feeding the girl porridge just now.

When Murong Ting saw the photo for the first time, he smiled until his eyes were creases, "Oh, Han Han is indeed my own grandson!"

(End of this chapter)