Su Mingyuan lowered his head, took a sip of the soup, and hid the distress in his eyes.

"How's it taste, isn't it too light?" Qiao Yue looked at Su Mingyuan expectantly.

"No, it won't." Su Mingyuan put down the soup bowl and replied softly.

Just two words, for Qiao Yue, are far better than a thousand words of praise, and she breathed a sigh of relief in her heart.

Su Mingyuan didn't speak again, but quietly began to eat, he tasted every dish, as if he was telling Qiao Yue with practical actions that the dishes she made were delicious.

Su Mingyuan looks very elegant when eating, not hurried, and even the appearance of the dishes is very good-looking.

Although Qiao Yue had known such Su Mingyuan eight years ago, every time she had dinner with him, she couldn't help but be attracted by his noble temperament, and even watching him eat was a pleasing thing to the eye.

Qiao Yue still remembered that every time she ate with Su Mingyuan before, she couldn't help but stare at him, and she forgot to eat when she looked at it, every time at this time, Su Mingyuan would always gently tap her forehead and say with a straight face: "Eat seriously!" Then he pampered her bowl until it was piled up in front of her.

For many years afterward, she never met a person like him, who made himself eat seriously with a straight face.

Memories are always full of sweetness and beauty, and the short-term happiness makes a casual smile appear on Qiao Yue's face.

Su Mingyuan glanced at Qiao Yue, who was holding chopsticks, and resisted the urge to raise his hand and gently tap her forehead to let her eat seriously.

"Ahem." Su Mingyuan deliberately coughed lightly, then took a sip of the soup.

Qiao Yue came back to her senses, hurriedly lowered her head and picked up the vegetables, she was weak-hearted, and sandwiched a piece of fat that she didn't like, but she had no choice but to eat it hard, she couldn't let Su Mingyuan help her eat it anymore.

Su Mingyuan saw the appearance of frowning and eating meat, and the corners of her mouth curved slightly, it turned out that she was still like this, hating medicine and fat.

He still remembered that in the past, Qiao Yue didn't eat any fat at all, sometimes there was a little bit of fat on a piece of lean meat, she had to put it in his bowl and force him to help her eat it, and in those years, he ate a lot of fat because of her.

She's so thin, it's time to eat some fat and grow some meat.

Su Mingyuan glanced at Qiao Yue, took a piece of fat and thin pork belly and put it in his mouth.

Halfway through the meal, Qiao Yue took a piece of shrimp and put it on the plate in front of her, pondered it for a long time, and watched Su Mingyuan open her mouth gently.

"Last night, I'm sorry, I didn't know you were waiting for me to eat." Qiao Yue said while gently poking the shrimp in the plate.

Thinking of Su Mingyuan's appearance last night, as well as the cold food on the table, Qiao Yue still felt a little guilty in her heart.

Su Mingyuan's movements paused for a moment, and his eyes were gray for a moment, but then returned to normal.

It turned out that she apologized to him for what happened last night, so she prepared such a sumptuous dinner.

However, it was him, not her, who should apologize.

"Last night, I wasn't waiting for you to eat, but I suddenly lost my appetite." Su Mingyuan glanced at her and knew that Qiao Yue had seen the untouched meal on the table.

Su Mingyuan's expression was indifferent, he didn't look at Qiao Yue again, lowered his head and continued to eat, he took a piece of meat and put it in his mouth and chewed it for a long time, but he didn't have the taste just now.

Qiao Yue was stunned for a moment, and she didn't know how to answer for a while.

He wasn't waiting for her to eat last night, so why did he lose his temper so much, and what happened to the cold food on the table? Read the latest chapter of "Su Shao's Crazy Wife: Mrs. Come to the Claw Book House in the Bowl" for free for the first time.