Forced marriage contract: Divorce dear

Chapter 462 What kind of soup are you cooking! (11)

"Dong dong dong..."

There was a soft knock on the door, and Lin Kexun was a little puzzled, "It's about time, is there anything else?"

Bai Mingze hooked his lips, no matter how he looked at it, he felt that the smile on his lips was a bit evil and bad.

He pecked her on the lips and said with a smile, "Kexun, the show is about to start, just wait and see."

After finishing speaking, he said under Lin Kexun's curious eyes, "Come in."

The door was gently pushed open.

Fangfang came in with a bowl of soup.

Seeing the two people leaning on each other on the bed, Fang Fang blushed, lowered her head, and said softly, "Master, the soup is ready."

"Well, take it here."

Fangfang took a few steps closer.

Bai Mingze looked at the soup in her hand, then at the wall clock on the wall, with a satisfied smile on his face, "Sure enough, within half an hour, the work efficiency is not bad."

Although she was praising her, Fangfang didn't feel happy at all.

Instead, I felt more and more uneasy.

"Ming Ze, what is this?"

Bai Mingze broke the soup from Fangfang's hand, and said softly, "This is the soup I made for you, drink some."

Lin Kexun frowned.

The smell of the soup made her feel very sick.

"I feed you?"

Bai Mingze stirred the bowl with a spoon.

Lin Kexun didn't know what he was thinking.

But, although I don't know, I still try my best to cooperate with him.

She took the bowl from him.

"I'll do it myself."

Bai Mingze nodded, "En."

Just after taking a sip of the soup, Lin Kexun's expression changed.

She stuffed the soup bowl into Bai Mingze's hand, got out of bed in a hurry and ran into the bathroom.

Then there was a sound of vomiting.

Fangfang was so frightened that a layer of cold sweat broke out on her forehead.

Bai Mingze threw the bowl on the ground, his eyes were as sharp as a knife, "Fangfang, what kind of soup are you cooking!"

Fang Fang was so frightened by his cold and harsh tone that she went limp all over, "Master, pig's knuckle, pig's knuckle soup..."

Bai Mingze's expression changed, "Pork knuckle soup?"

"You mean to hurt Kexun on purpose, don't you?"

Fangfang froze for a moment, then knelt on the ground, "Master, I..."

"On the first day you came here, no one told you about Ke Xun's eating habits? The maids here know that Ke Xun's least favorite thing is pork knuckle soup, but you just boil this soup for her to drink. Are you a grown-up? What's on your mind?"

(End of this chapter)