Ex-husband always wants to remarry me

Chapter 253 I want to eat (2)

Zhao Youlin was in a hurry to take Lele to kindergarten early this morning, so she didn't lift the lid to see what was in the bucket. Unexpectedly, such an oolong happened!
At this moment, Zhao Youlin really wanted to dig a hole to bury herself, and snorted without daring to lift her head: "I don't know if you like sweet or salty, so I told the cook to make it casually. If you really don't want to eat this, you can eat it." No, I'll go down and buy you another one later."

As soon as Zhao Youlin finished speaking, she heard the person next to her reply: "You feed me."

"Huh?" Zhao Youlin suddenly raised her head and looked at Mu Tingfeng in surprise.

Mu Tingfeng actually doesn't like sweet and greasy things, but he had a high fever all night, which consumed too much physical strength, and he didn't eat anything this morning, so he was already hungry.

Smelling the aroma of the red dates and lotus seed porridge, the body has already made the most honest reaction.

The most important thing is that this porridge was brought by Zhao Yulin. Although it seemed a little different from what he expected, it didn't affect his good mood at the moment.

"I said, you feed me and eat."

This time, Zhao Youlin really understood Mu Tingfeng's words, and her face suddenly became a little subtle: "Could President Mu be a three-year-old child? Do you need someone to feed you?"

Facing Zhao Youlin's irony, Mu Tingfeng didn't feel ashamed at all, he raised his hand that was still in plaster cast, wrapped like a mummy, and said confidently: "My hand is injured."

The corner of Zhao Yulin's eyes twitched: "... If I read correctly, it seems that you hurt... your left hand."

"Yes." Mu Tingfeng nodded calmly, "Left-handed."

"..." Mu Tingfeng, can you be any more shameless?

Resisting the spitting in her heart, Zhao Yulin said with a stiff face: "Actually, if you don't want to eat..."

"I want to eat." Before Zhao Yulin could finish speaking, someone interrupted her.

Mu Tingfeng locked Zhao Yulin's eyes tightly with his deep eyes, and said very seriously: "You promised to take care of me."

The implication is that it is something you promised yourself, but now you are not willing to meet such a small request, which is simply breaking your promise.

Zhao Youlin had a mouthful of old blood in her throat, wishing she could spray Mu Tingfeng on the spot.

After silently taking a few deep breaths, Zhao Youlin finally suppressed the anger in her heart, angrily picked up the spoon next to her, no matter whether the porridge was hot or not, she dug a spoon and put it into Mu Tingfeng's mouth.

Mu Tingfeng didn't even open his mouth, just looked at Zhao Youlin so fixedly, only to see that Zhao Youlin felt that he was making trouble for no reason, so he lowered his eyes slightly, opened his mouth and swallowed the spoonful of porridge.

Zhao Youlin was stunned for a moment, then took another sip and handed it to Mu Tingfeng.

Compared with three-year-old children, Mu Tingfeng is obviously much more obedient, he eats as much as Zhao Yulin scoops up, quietly... looks very cute.

Pfft... Zhao Youlin secretly laughed in her heart, if Mu Tingfeng knew that someone had put the word cute on his head, what kind of expression would she have? Thinking about it, she felt inexplicable... funny.

Mu Tingfeng's cooperation quickly reduced the porridge in the thermos by more than half, and at this time, Zhao Youlin's forward spoon was hindered for the first time.

"Full?" Zhao Youlin looked at Mu Tingfeng who was no longer opening her mouth, and asked suspiciously.

Mu Tingfeng shook his head, took a deep look at Zhao Youlin, and asked, "Do you want to eat?"

Zhao Youlin was stunned, staring blankly at the spoon in her hand and the gruel that was mostly gone in the bucket.For some reason, the first thing that popped up in my head was...

Eating together = sharing a spoon, sharing a bucket of rice = indirect kissing!

An inexplicable sense of shame swept over Zhao Yulin without warning, and she couldn't help but blushed, and coughed dryly: "No, I ate it when I was at home, and I'm not too hungry now."

"Oh." Mu Tingfeng's tone was inexplicably lost, but this loss only lasted for a moment, and then he continued to swallow the remaining gruel with peace of mind.

The lips that were rosy from the heat of the porridge, the Adam's apple that slipped because of swallowing mouthfuls, and the tip of the tongue that slipped unconsciously over the edge of the silver spoon when he finally pulled the spoon out of his mouth.

Looking at Mu Tingfeng like this, Zhao Youlin felt that inexplicable sense of shame appeared again, and cursed secretly, damn it, why don't you just eat porridge?What's wrong with showing such a seductive look!

Mu Tingfeng was not aware of the male hormones that he unconsciously exuded. While eating the porridge that Zhao Youlin handed over, he carefully observed the expression on Zhao Youlin's face.

After Zhao Youlin gave her an annoyed look, she still felt very baffled, what did she do to make her unhappy?Wasn't it pretty good just now?A woman's mind...it's hard to guess.

Time passed slowly as the two fed and swallowed, and when Zhao Yulin came back to her senses, the bucket of porridge had bottomed out.

Zhao Yulin stared at the empty thermos bucket with dumbfounded eyes. Although the thermos bucket was small, and it seemed that the bucket was only three-quarters filled just now, it was a bucket after all!

Mu Tingfeng ate up all the porridge in this bucket in such a short time, he is a veritable idiot!

Mu Tingfeng didn't know Zhao Yulin's shock at the moment, stared at the empty thermos bucket and frowned displeased, as if he was dissatisfied with why the food in the bucket was so small, and he wanted to enjoy being held by someone for a while longer. The pleasure of feeding.

But even President Mu, who hadn't eaten two meals, was a little bit full after eating such a big bucket of rice, so he had to give up and said, "I'm full, put it away."

The corner of Zhao Yulin's mouth twitched, and she thought to herself, even if you are not full, you can eat up such a big bucket of rice, okay!
Zhao Youlin put away the bucket with a disheveled face, and before she could sit down, Mu Tingfeng said again: "I don't like sweets."

"..." If you don't like it and you still eat so much, you're going to die!

"Also, tomorrow, I want to eat something made by you."

"...my cooking is not as delicious as the cook's cooking." Besides, why should I cook for such a bastard like you?
"It's okay, I don't dislike it."

Zhao Youlin only felt that an arrow had been shot in her knee, and the pain made her want to grab the collar of the person in front of her and shout, "You don't despise my old lady, but my old lady still despises you!"

"I don't want to do it." The unceremonious four words fully expressed Zhao Yulin's depressed mood at the moment.

Mu Tingfeng turned his head and looked at Zhao Youlin calmly, pursed his lips and said, "I want to eat."

Zhao Yulin is angry, what do you mean you want to eat?If you want to eat, do I have to make it for you?Don't you think too highly of yourself!
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