"No, how can you dislike it." Su Mo'er reached out and picked up the bowl of soup.

In order not to lose face, Su Mo'er drank it immediately.

It's just—

"Slow down, be careful...... "Burn your mouth."

Before she could say the word hot mouth, Su Mo'er's mouth was burned.

She threw away the soup bowl at once, and her voice rose by several decibels: "This soup is so hot." ”

The movement was slightly larger.

Mingyou and Mu Kuyan's eyes looked at each other.

Man Cang slapped his thigh, "Alas, it's too late to remind Miss Su to be careful of being hot." No, Miss Su should also pay attention, this is the soup I just served, it will be a little hot, why don't you pay attention, if you want to drink it slowly, don't worry, there is still a lot of soup, no one will rob you. ”

Mancang's care is really true.

Put your own mistakes aside and go out of the clouds.

Su Mo'er was aggrieved, but she could only endure it and keep smiling, "I was careless, but fortunately, it's not a big deal." ”

Mingyou retracted his gaze, "If the burns are serious, you still have to go to the hospital." ”

"It's not serious, it's not serious, it's not serious at all." Although, the skin of the inner mouth is red.

But in order not to leave, she had to endure it.

Man Cang echoed: "It's okay if it's not serious, then let's eat." ”

Su Mo'er silently picked up the chopsticks, full of regret in her heart, she shouldn't have said that she wanted to drink soup.

Now it's okay, the inner skin of the mouth is hot and painful.

Sitting next to her, her eyes rolling, her gaze nowhere to place, her tongue licking her back molars, her thumb and forefinger grinding together.

This is a typical state of laughter.

It's hard to endure.

But you can't laugh.

She had to keep the act of knowing nothing, not knowing anything.

Mingyou's gaze fell on Mu Kuyan from time to time, knowing that the little girl was laughing, the corners of Mingyou's mouth couldn't help but bend a little.

He picked up a porcelain-white bowl and served the soup.

This is a lotus root pig's feet hot, with the addition of wolfberries and yams, which is very delicious.

Mingyu brought the soup in front of him, gently turning the soup base with a spoon, and blowing into the soup at the same time.

Su Mo'er looked at this scene and thought that Mingyou was serving the soup for her.

I was burned by the hot soup just now.

Mingyou is now serving soup for her personally, and he also blows away the heat of the soup.

The soup was blown, and Mingyou was about to hand it out with the soup bowl in his hand.

Su Mo'er reached out to pick it up.

It's just that the soup bowl is staggered from her hand, and it's obviously not for her.

"Brother Mingyou?" Su Mo'er spoke aggrievedly, and the eyes in the corners of her eyes were very big, and there was a mist in them, hazy, and very pitiful.

It's just that Mingyou didn't pay attention to her appearance, and just replied lightly: "This is soup for the girl." ”

If you say it bluntly, it hurt Su Mo'er in an instant.

When the words fell, Mingyou put the soup bowl in front of Mu Kuyan: "The heat is suitable, drink it." ”

"Sir is right, little miss, drink quickly, if it's not enough, I'll bring you a big bowl, and let Mr. blow it slowly for you to drink." God assists the warehouse, and every sentence points to the subtlety.

can make Su Mo'er angry to death.

The soup was right in front of Mu Kuyan's eyes, and she just needed to pick it up and drink it.

Mingyou is familiar with these things, because this is usually the case, picking vegetables for the girl and blowing hot soup......

Although there is one more outsider today, Mingyou still does this as usual, and he does not shy away from it at all.

It's a dead face, and tonight's state is particularly strange.

Mingyou doesn't know what the little girl is concentrating, of course, no matter what the little girl wants to do next, he just needs to follow her in everything and cooperate with her.