The small white porcelain bowl was put by the girl''s hand. Uncle Jing scooped the small porcelain spoon and asked with a bland and gentle look: "soybean milk is still a little hot. Remember to drink it slowly later."

    Shen Wanqing took a bite of fried pork and glanced at second master Jing.

    Hum, "then blow and feed me!"

    “……”

    A moment of silence.

    Adjutant Su and Jing Wenbin stopped.

    The girl raised her chin and hummed softly. She looked a little angry. She was like a little pet with eyes on her nose directing the big demon king to do things.

    Jing Wenbin knows so many people about Jing Yanxiu. He has never seen when Jing Yanxiu condescended to serve anyone.

    He looked at Jing Yanxiu curiously to see if he would obey Miss Shen.

    Lieutenant Su was just stunned and calmed down slowly.

    After one night, deputy Su had figured it out.

    The second master mistook Miss Shen for his wife.

    At first, he couldn''t understand it, but after getting along, he felt that Miss Shen and his wife were really very similar.

    Even he sometimes thinks that his wife is right in front of him.

    As for the second master serving Miss Shen?

    Adjutant Su was no longer surprised by the things that used to happen when he was in the cold garden.

    Adjutant Su didn''t feel much. Jing Yanxiu watched with the mood of watching a good play.

    But Shen''s father and mother were so frightened that their hearts almost stopped.

    They don''t like the second master. It''s good to be with Qingqing! But that doesn''t mean they dare to provoke the second master!

    What is the status of the second master?

    How dare Qingqing command the second master to serve her?!

    Shen''s mother quickly got up and took Shen Wanqing to make amends.

    In fact, Jing Yanxiu just raised his eyebrows slightly. Qingjun''s beautiful face can''t see the annoyance, but is lazy and scattered.

    He picked up a small porcelain spoon with his fingertips, gently slid the soybean milk in the porcelain bowl, scooped a spoon and blew.

    Came up to the girl, "huh?"

    Mr. Jing didn''t wear yesterday''s military uniform. He changed into a simple Western-style shirt and a black suit coat. Wear a light black tie at the neckline and a light gold tie clip.

    Pure, moist and precious, like your childe, converged the cold idea of killing in the warlord period.

    Shen Wanqing swallowed the fried food, licked the corners of his lips and drank a sip of soybean milk.

    Then he immediately frowned and left.

    She frowned at Jing Yan and said, "Mingming is still very hot. You lied to me!"

    "Really?"

    Jing Yanxiu raised her eyebrows and drank the soymilk on the small porcelain spoon.

    It''s a little hot.

    He scooped another scoop and tried the temperature after blowing this time.

    Not hot or cold, just right.

    "It''s not hot this time. I''m not angry. Come and have a try?"

    The porcelain spoon makes a crisp sound when touching the porcelain bowl, but it sounds very pleasant.

    Shen Wanqing glanced at him and reluctantly leaned over to drink.

    They came and went.

    Shen Wanqing takes a bite of raw fried, and Jing Yanxiu skillfully feeds a mouthful of soybean milk.

    And the other three:

    Jing Wenbin couldn''t help laughing after being shocked.

    Yan Xiu, Yan Xiu, you are really planted!

    As for Shen''s father and Shen''s mother, there was a loss in their eyes.

    They can''t believe that the second master is really serving Qingqing.

    In the face of playing a small temper, the second master never got angry, but indulged very much.

    Shen''s father and mother looked at each other, and their eyes were complicated.

    Later, several people at the dinner table also left in an orderly manner.

    Anyway, they don''t exist in the eyes of those two people. Staying here will only become a glowing light bulb. It''s better to leave consciously and leave the remaining space for them to get tired of it.