Sweetheart is about to kneel down in front of this stubborn young master, please, cut a small shallow wound and not cut off an arm, is it necessary to be more fragile than the big aunt who came to the girl?

"Don't make a fuss. She said helplessly.

"If you don't care about me, then I'll watch you eat. He Jiaming folded his hands and looked at her with a blank look.

This look ...... The sweetheart was speechless, so she had to disguise herself as blind as much as possible, and she couldn't see it.

He Jiaming stared at her after eating oysters and snails, eating steak after eating snails, eating salmon after eating steak, and eating tiramisu after eating salmon, but she didn't raise her eyes anyway.

"Gollum ......" He Dashao's stomach screamed very angrily.

Sweetheart was really going crazy, she looked up at He Jiaming.

He Jiaming's face was embarrassed, rubbing his nose and looking at the sky: "I'm really hungry, who let you ignore me." ”

Isn't this person a little convulsive, and what kind of childish temper is he playing? Sweetheart persuaded speechlessly: "Eat well, please, okay?"

He Jiaming said arrogantly: "Master, if I am injured, someone must feed me, otherwise I won't eat." ”

"Then you're hungry. "Sweetheart is very unsympathetic.

"How can you be like this!" He Jiaming was immediately unhappy, "If this is clear, you will definitely not say a word, and you can't wait to feed it mouth-to-mouth!"

"That's a must, because he's my husband!" Sweetheart snapped.

He Jiaming's heart was simply depressed, no matter what, he had to let his sweetheart feed himself today, otherwise he would have to be angry with her to death, just feed him, what is there to be reserved?

"Don't you like to be a **? Suppose I'm a patient now—"

"I've never seen such a ruddy-complexion patient. ”

“…… Then you mean I need to cripple myself a little more?" He Jiaming picked up the dinner knife again!

Sweetheart instantly dropped the fork and pressed his hand: "You wait, I'll feed you." ”

Nima is so scary, there is wood, since he self-harmed once, the sweetheart has been a little sequelae, this guy is a little unkind to his body, what if he is really angry and slashed?

He Jiaming breathed a sigh of relief in an instant-I said it earlier! The master is not willing to pretend to harm himself in front of you again and again, and make him look like a woman!

Sweetheart pulled over the chair and sat awkwardly in front of He Jiaming, this was really worth her death ten thousand times, she sincerely felt that she was very sorry for Qinglang, and she had to kneel and beg for mercy.

But He Jiaming has been pestering himself, and he really can't help it, and he can't bear to see him starving......

So, it's just feeding, it shouldn't be anything, right?

What's more, he helped himself so much before, so he should be repaid for his favor?

Sweetheart desperately found herself under the stairs in the bottom of her heart, and finally picked up a spoonful of soup, and carefully delivered it to him with a bowl in one hand and a hand in the other: "Open your mouth." ”

He Jiaming opened his mouth happily, eager to eat even the sweetheart, the sweetheart trembled and sent the soup to his mouth, and as soon as he touched He Jiaming, he exploded: "Scalded to death! Are you trying to murder me!"

"How did I know this thing would be so hot......" Sweetheart was speechless and held her forehead.

He Jiaming's mouth was about to burn off a layer of skin, and he pinched his sweetheart's face: "You did it on purpose!"

"Deliberately wool, how can I be so idle! Obviously I was careless! I'll blow it for you!" Sweetheart helped him blow the soup in the spoon like a hard-working little maid, and then fed it to him.

This time the temperature was just right, He Jiaming obviously stopped grinding and chirping, and concentrated on drinking soup.

The sweetheart sighed in her heart - it is estimated that raising a baby is not so difficult......

Sweetheart fed him several mouthfuls of soup, and He Jiaming had another opinion: "Do you keep giving me clear soup and little water?

"......" Sweetheart had to put down the soup bowl again, "Why are you so hard to serve?"

"It's obvious that you don't care!" He Jiaming protested irritably.

Sweetheart picked up the pasta, turned around with a fork and rolled up a few, and said to He Jiaming, "Open your mouth." ”

He Jiaming looked at her close face, focused eyes, and suddenly had a little bit of a dandan's heartbeat accelerating!

There are also some mouths that can't be opened!

"Open your mouth. Sweetheart urged again.

"Of course I know to open my mouth, don't rush me!" He Jiaming replied nervously.

Sweetheart watched his face redder and redder, and wondered in his heart - what was he so excited about eating pasta?

He Jiaming didn't know which point he was poked, he suddenly felt that "opening his mouth" seemed to be very difficult to do very elegantly, eating pasta is not like drinking soup, just take a small bite, you have to open your mouth wide to ensure that the noodles are all in your mouth!

But open your mouth wide in front of this little girl...... Will it affect the image a little too much?

He Dashao, who pays great attention to appearance, is entangled!

"Hurry up, open your mouth, what are you doing in a daze?" Sweetheart nudged him.

He Jiaming came back to his senses and opened his mouth a little reluctantly.

"How do I get in at such a young age?" said sweetheart!

He Jiaming instantly wanted to be crooked! Nima almost blurted out, "Lao Tzu is not small at all, the size is simply amazing"!

"Open your mouth a little wider, hurry up, it'll be cold for a while. Sweetheart patiently coaxed, as if she were coaxing a child.

He Jiaming had no choice but to open his mouth a little wider, and his eggs hurt.

Sweetheart carefully stuffed the noodles into He Jiaming's mouth, and the tomato sauce rubbed against the corners of his mouth, and he was unhappy: "It's rubbing me!"

"I'll wipe it for you, it's really so good for me, eat your meal in peace!" Sweetheart replied very rudely!

He Jiaming is really convinced, this girl is obedient like a sheep in front of Qinglang, and in front of herself is completely a fried lion, irritable and impatient, she is really too slumped!

Sweetheart fed a few more bites, and He Jiaming glared again in protest: "Can't you give me a little soup?"

"You're too hard to serve, you can't drink or eat, do you believe that I poured cream soup into your pasta and stirred it for you?"

Unexpectedly, He Jiaming was stunned for a moment after hearing this.

"What?" Sweetheart looked at him suspiciously.

"How delicious will that be?" He Jiaming was caught off guard, and he was a little curious about the taste!

It must not be delicious, the cream soup mixed with tomato sauce is simply a dark dish, but the sweetheart saw He Jiaming's look of anticipation, and suddenly she wanted to make it bad once.

"It's going to be delicious, I've heard of it before. She replied solemnly.

He Jiaming's IQ was eager to drop to a negative number, so he actually urged her: "You mix it together, I'll taste it." ”

"......" sweetheart was speechless, this can also be fooled, is there any common sense! She had to make a small plate, put a little noodles, pour a tablespoon of cream soup, stir it, and bring it to his mouth.

He Jiaming tasted it and said in surprise: "Well, it seems to be really delicious." ”

"Is it?" The foodie sweetheart instantly fell for He Jiaming's tricks, and she was also full of expectations for the strange-looking dish in front of her! .

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