Cheng Qingcong was like being shocked by electric shock, his hands shivered fiercely, and he unconsciously released the bowl.

Fortunately, South Qin responded faster than her. Even if she supported the porcelain bowl, she would avoid falling to the ground.

Seeing this scene, Cheng Mu, who was sitting on the side, thought that Cheng Qingcong didn't hold the bowl, and he could not help but nag: "Shallot, what do you want? You can't hold a bowl."

Cheng Qingcong pressed the fluctuations in his heart and pouted at Cheng Mu's coquettishness.

Qin Yinan put a good bowl of soup in his hands and placed it in front of Cheng Mu.

Mother Cheng moved her eyes from Cheng Qingcong's body to Qin Yinan's face, and said with a smile, "Ying Qingchun, this kid is so small and clumsy, it will cause you trouble."

Qin Yinan shook his head with a smile, continued to hold a bowl of soup, and gently placed it in front of Cheng Qingcong, taking Cheng Mu’s words: “Girls are stupid, please like it.”

Mother Cheng suddenly smiled and said: "Enan, the green onion girl will soon be spoiled by you."

Qin Yinan smiled and filled himself with a bowl of soup. After taking a sip, he saw Cheng Qingchun, who had just stood up when Cheng Mu was instructed to hold the soup, still standing still, frowning slightly. After a moment, the gentle mouth said, "Shallot, why are you still standing? Sit down and eat."

Shallot...he called her Shallot...

Cheng Qingliong looked conditionedly south of Qin.

The expression on the man's face was soft, but his eyes did not look at her.

She was stupid, knowing that he had always performed perfectly in front of her mother, and she was still excited when he called her "green".

Cheng Qingcong pressed against the loss of her heart and tried to maintain the nature of her face. After sitting down, she quickly lowered her head and took a sip of soup.

A familiar taste...

During the period when she was "pregnant" and "abortion", in order to make up for her body, he would change the soup every day to drink for her.

When she married him, he knew how to cook, but he didn't make much soup. It was estimated that she was afraid of the trouble of drinking. She bought a lot of recipes about nutritious soup and took time to study and take notes every day.

She likes to drink every soup he cooks, the favorite is the chicken soup he cooks today...

He also knew that she loved to drink it for a while, and she would cook it for her every day. The taste she knew was deep in the bone marrow. Even if she hadn’t been drinking it for several months, she would still know it in a single bite. In his hands...

Cheng Qingcong's throat seemed to be blocked, and the soup was in his mouth, and he couldn't swallow it.

Her eyes were sour and sore, and the fingertips of the soup bowl were trembling gently.

No wonder he hates her that way. Once, he was really good to her.

At first, she spoiled him.

Just like having dinner in Jinling last night, Cheng Mu and Qin Yinan have been chatting non-stop, and Cheng Qingcong has always maintained a smile, only occasionally making a stubble.

The TV in the living room was on. When the meal was almost finished, there was an advertisement about baby diapers on the TV. At that time, no one was talking, and the baby's laughter was particularly abrupt in the room.

Mother Cheng turned her head and looked at the TV. The chubby child crawled around and smiled extremely brightly. She sighed abruptly, and opened to the south of Qin with some regrets and regrets.

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