Meow is a cute wife, sweet

Chapter 289

Lu Zhiheng put the soup on the table and waved at her.

In fact, he had already woken up, after all, he had no intention of going to sleep.

Thinking about when Xiaoguai will change back to the form of a cat pet again, he moved his mind to fatten her up in the past few days, so as not to be a small one again, I am really afraid of encountering strong winds when going out Will accidentally blow her away.

Tong Qiaoqiao didn't know what he was thinking, her eyes lit up when she heard the words, and she ran to Lu Zhiheng's side, stared at the Gu soup with curiosity on her face, and asked excitedly, "Is it sweet?"

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Lu Zhiheng narrowed his eyes, and coaxed a certain little girl without changing his expression, "Well, sweet soup. Would you like to try it?"

Tong Qiaoqiao tilted her head, and ran to the kitchen to get two small bowls.

She carefully placed it on the table, nodding her head like a chicken pecking at rice, "I want to eat something sweet."

Lu Zhiheng pursed his lips and smiled, the smile in his eyes was very shallow.

"it is good."

He reached out and brought the two small bowls over, holding the spoon lightly with his knuckle fingers, and filled the two bowls.

Pushing it in front of Tong Qiaoqiao, he raised his eyebrows, "Huh? Try it?"

Tong Qiaoqiao looked at the pitch-black bowl with some confusion, raised her eyes and looked at Lu Zhiheng suspiciously, why didn't she know that the sweet soup would be black?

Sensing the hesitation in her eyes, Lu Zhiheng frowned, with a hint of depression in his eyes, "If you don't want to eat, then don't force it."

Seeing him reaching out suddenly, as if wanting to take away the soup in her hand, Tong Qiaoqiao shrank back quickly and shook her head, "There is nothing I don't want to eat."

After the words fell, she quickly picked up the bowl and drank it down without leaving a drop.

After drinking, Tong Qiaoqiao swallowed, with a slight astringency on the tip of her tongue.

After a pause, she slowly said, "Brother Lu, did you forget to put sugar?"

Lu Zhiheng paused with his hand holding the bowl, staring in surprise, "Why does the sweet soup need sugar?"

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Tong Qiaoqiao was stunned for a moment, she really didn't expect the owner Lu to ask such a question.

"But." She frowned, moved her toes, pondered for a while before softly retorting, "Your soup is not sweet soup, it's bitter soup."

"Well, it's a bit bitter and not good to drink."

She is too honest, she has one sentence to say.

Moreover, he really explained it in front of Lu Zhiheng, but the latter's attention kept falling on someone's rosy and full lips.

When wet, it looks even more beautiful.

Inexplicably, my throat was a little dry.

"Did you hear that?"

When the soft voice came, Lu Zhiheng was taken aback, and quickly looked away. Although he didn't know what she was talking about, he still nodded indiscriminately, "I heard it."

Tong Qiaoqiao bent her lips in satisfaction, "That's good."

Lu Zhiheng raised his head and drank the soup in the bowl, and inadvertently spilled some on his collar.

At this time, the soup has just come out of the pot, and it is still a little hot.

He didn't realize it.

Tong Qiaoqiao frowned and approached him suddenly.

Lu Zhiheng didn't know what she was going to do, and in the next second, she took out a tissue and carefully wiped his collar.

He didn't forget to teach him, "It's so hot, don't you be careful?"

Lu Zhiheng lowered his eyes, his eyes were soft, he shook his head, "No."

Tong Qiaoqiao choked, and looked at him with puzzled eyes.

Noticing that she was looking at him, Lu Zhiheng's mood improved a bit, and he squatted obediently, letting Tong Qiaoqiao do whatever he wanted with his collar.

(End of this chapter)