Whether to admit Li Shengxiao's identity or not seems to be a problem.

His face was in a daze, and there was a sudden knock on the door.

"Knock knock."

She put away her notebook, came back to her senses, and said, "Come in." ”

A servant walked in with a tray, called 'Miss Rong', put two bowls of steaming soup on the tray in front of Rong Yan, and said respectfully, "Miss Rong, this is a supper prepared by Mrs., you and the young master have one each, please use it slowly." ”

"Uh, I'm full of ...... at night"

They looked like they had eaten dinner less than three hours ago, and she wasn't hungry at all.

The maid lowered her head and said, "This is what Madame has boiled herself, and I told us that we must serve it to Miss Rong to drink, or Miss Rong drink less?" ”

It was prepared by Aunt Lin again...... Rong Yan is not afraid of anything, she is afraid of Lin Zhiya's enthusiastic expectation, she really doesn't know what to do.

She looked at the steaming bowl of soup on the table, gritted her teeth, closed her eyes, and as if on the battlefield, she raised her head and drank most of the bowl until her stomach couldn't stand it anymore, and then she put down the bowl. Helplessly, he said, "Is it okay for me to drink so much?" ”

If she really wants to finish drinking, she's afraid her stomach will explode tonight.

She has to shoot the cover of the magazine tomorrow, and it is said that she can't eat too much at night, let alone drink water before going to bed, to prevent her face from being swollen tomorrow.

As a result, she not only ate and drank, but also drank such a large bowl of soup at night. In case tomorrow her face is swollen, she can imagine Estelle speechless.

"Yes." The maid saw with her own eyes that she had drunk most of the bowl and completed her task, so she took away the bowl of the perfect pigeon soup with confidence, and bent over to Rong Yan and said, "Miss Rong, after the troublesome young master comes back, you give the rest to the young master to drink, please rest early." ”

Rong Yan wanted to vomit now, and couldn't sleep at all, so she could only nod, watch her go out, and close the door by the way.

A bowl of soup is down, and the whole person she is supported by is not good, because she is not in Emgrand Yipin, and she is not good at going out for a run. In order to help digestion, Rong Yan could only resign himself to walking around the room as a walk.

After walking a few laps, the sweat on her back came out, and she didn't know if she was tired or slightly sweaty from drinking the soup.

About half an hour later, the noble and handsome man returned to the room from the study, and as soon as he entered the door, he saw a little woman in a pink rabbit pajama walking through the room.

The fair-skinned melon seed face was slightly red because of the movement, and the white and red skin was like a ripe apple, shaking in front of his eyes, as if he was seducing him to take a bite!

He paused, his eagle eyes narrowed slightly, and he gathered the possessiveness in his eyes, walked over, interrupting the path of the people who were still walking around the room, and his voice was hoarse, "What are you doing?" ”

"Hmm." Rong Yan was suddenly blocked in his way, only to find that he didn't know when he would come back. He exhaled his breath and gasped, "Take a walk." By the way, there's a bowl of soup on the table, so you can drink it while it's hot. ”

Anyway, she drank her share, Li Shengxiao's share, she couldn't help him drink it.

"Soup?" Li Shengxiao's eyes fell on the bowl placed on the coffee table, bent down and held it up, and a smell of medicinal food mixed with suckling pigeons rushed into his nose. His thin lips pursed into a straight line in an instant, and his eagle eyes swished at her, "You want me to drink this?" ”

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