The color, fragrance and taste are complete, and you don't need to move your chopsticks. Just smelling it has already opened your taste buds.

Su Jingwen hasn't had a good meal for a long time. She has been unable to eat since the pregnancy reaction.

At most, I can drink some milk and eat some bread or tiramisu every day.

Now seeing a table of meals, the gluttons in my stomach are hooked up.

But just now she was still chasing Han Ye away, so it's not easy to take the initiative to eat at the table now.

Han Ye was not polite at all, he first served himself a bowl of porridge, then sat at the dining table, picked up his chopsticks and prepared to eat.

Su Jingwen sat on the sofa and kept pretending to watch TV, but she was actually observing Han Ye's actions from the corner of her eye.

He kept cursing in his heart, "What a cheapskate, is it possible that if you invite someone to eat together, you will die?"

"Besides, this is the food I bought. Is this man really going to eat it all?"

"What a jerk, what a jerk."

Han Ye saw that although Su Jingwen was staring at the TV, her small mouth seemed to be moving all the time, so he knew that she must be scolding him in her heart.

He opened his mouth and said, "Oh, I haven't cooked for a long time, and I'm a bit unsure about how to measure it. I actually cooked too much. It's a waste if I can't eat it!"

"Su Tezhu, or you can eat some, anyway, I can't eat it!"

Su Jingwen thought to herself, you only think of me when you can't eat it, hum.

"I'm not hungry, you eat!"

She still insisted that she was not hungry, but her stomach "rolled" in disappointment.

Han Ye wanted to laugh but held back, but he put down the bowls and chopsticks in his hand, and went to the kitchen to serve a bowl of porridge for Su Jingwen.

In fact, he cooked this meal for Su Jingwen, looking at her thin, palm-sized face, he felt an indescribable distress.

That's why I want to cook a good meal for her, even if she eats a little, it's good.

Putting down the porridge in his hand, he walked up to Su Jingwen again, took her hand and pulled her up from the sofa.

"Turn off the TV, let's eat!"

"I told you I'm not hungry."

Su Jingwen was still denying it, but her stomach let out a very cooperative cry.

She suddenly pouted her mouth angrily, "You see, you are not hungry, but he is already hungry."

Han Ye pointed to Su Jingwen's stomach and said.

"Don't be petty, come and eat it! I guarantee that after you eat it, you will fall in love with my craftsmanship."

Han Ye deliberately paused, and sure enough, when he said he fell in love with me, a trace of panic appeared on Su Jingwen's face.

But after he said the next three words "handicraft", Su Jingwen breathed a sigh of relief.

"It was you who said you couldn't eat it, but I'll help you, and leave as soon as you finish eating."

"Don't worry, I'll leave after eating, and I won't cause any damage to your reputation."

"If you feel that your reputation is damaged, at worst, I will be responsible to you."

Han Ye didn't care at all. At this time, Su Jingwen's expression was exaggerated. She realized that she really couldn't understand what the man in front of her was up to.

But facing the delicious food on the table, Su Jingwen really couldn't hold back anymore.

She first picked up a piece of tofu and anxiously put it in her mouth, because the tofu was the last one out of the pan and it was still a little hot.

As soon as she put it in her mouth, she regretted it, and then looked at Han Ye with a painful face, and forcibly swallowed the piece of tofu.

"It's hot, it's hot to death." He kept sticking out his tongue as he spoke.

Han Ye looked at her embarrassment with a smile on the side, and then quickly handed over a glass of cool white and opened it.

"I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, come and drink some water."

Su Jingwen didn't care too much, and immediately took a big sip. After Liangbai opened her mouth, she discovered that there was a sour lemon smell in the water.

Then he gave Han Ye a surprised look, and Han Ye didn't hide it, "Just now I saw that you had lemons in the refrigerator, so I cut them open, squeezed out some lemon juice and added them to the water."

"I usually like to drink lemonade."

In fact, Han Ye was lying, because he saw that Su Jingwen was having so much morning sickness, so he made lemonade for her on purpose.

He is most afraid of eating sour things, and he never touches lemons.

It is said that she was pregnant for three years and was stupid, which is not false at all, but Su Jingwen actually believed it.

However, Han Ye's craftsmanship is really not good enough. In the past, Jin Ruxin especially liked to eat his cooking, and now Su Jingwen is no exception.

While eating, she kept peeking at Han Ye, and soon the bowl of porridge was drained.

Su Jingwen pursed her greasy mouth and held up the empty bowl in her hand, "Well, me, can I have another bowl?"

"Haha, of course, if you are afraid of getting fat."

"But you can eat so much, even ordinary men can't afford you!"

"Tch, whoever wants a man to raise him, I can also raise myself."

When Han Ye heard what Su Jingwen said, he just smiled and said nothing, and then took her empty bowl and filled her with another bowl of porridge.

"Eat slowly, and be careful not to choke."

"It's really delicious! Young Master Han, I didn't expect your cooking skills to be so good."

"There are still many things you didn't expect, why don't you discover more about me bit by bit."

Han Ye smiled evilly at Su Jingwen as he spoke.

This smile turned all sentient beings upside down, and Su Jingwen felt as if she had passed away, a piece of eggplant almost fell out of her mouth.

Han Ye was used to her expression, he stretched out his hand and gently squeezed the grain of rice stuck to the corner of her mouth with his fingers.

Then he did something that Su Jingwen would never forget.

He actually delivered the grain of rice stuck to the corner of her mouth to his own, and then licked his fingers.

"Emma, ​​this action is too sexy, and how he ate the rice grains at the corner of his mouth."

Su Jingwen's brain suddenly short-circuited. It was not a general short-circuit, but the main board was completely burned out. It was completely broken.

Seeing that Su Jingwen seemed to have almost eaten, Han Ye took away the bowls and chopsticks in her hand, and quickly cleaned up the dining table.

After a while, the sound of running water came from the kitchen, and Han Ye could be seen washing dishes.

At this time, Su Jingwen closed her surprised mouth, and slammed the table top with her powder fist.

I thought to myself, "This man is too perfect. If you don't take him down, will you be too sorry for yourself after living for so many years, and finally meet a man whose heart is so excited that his heart is about to break!"

"But can I be worthy of him?"

"And why do I have such a perfect man!"

Su Jingwen was still annoyed, she kept her eyes closed and imagined in her heart, completely ignoring that Han Ye had finished washing the dishes and was standing beside her.

Seeing Su Jingwen shaking her head with her eyes closed, she looked like she was having an epileptic seizure, except that she didn't foam at the mouth.

Han Ye was also a little dumbfounded, could this woman still have intermittent epilepsy?

But no matter whether she has real epilepsy or fake epilepsy, if she is pregnant with his ball, don't even think about running away.

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