"Brother-in-law, this is the black-bone chicken soup that my sister made for you. Drink it while it's hot!"
After the others left, Qin Yinglong immediately walked out with a cup of chicken soup and winked at Zhao Xiaole.
"Huh? She can also make soup?"
Zhao Xiaole was immediately surprised.
How could a rich girl like Qin Sining go to the kitchen to do such a thing?
"Hiss, lower your voice!"
Hearing his words, Qin Yinglong suddenly took a breath of air and winked at something.
Zhao Xiaole understood instantly and pretended to look at the cup of chicken soup with great interest and said, "It's actually the soup made by Sining? Then I have to try it!"
He quickly took the chicken soup from Qin Yinglong's hand, approached him and asked in a low voice: "Brother, how is Sining's craftsmanship?"
He is a little worried that he will also eat the dark cuisine of his legendary girlfriend, right?
Qin Yinglong gave him a look that was asking for blessings.
With that look, Zhao Xiaole didn't need to say much to know what Qin Sining's craftsmanship was like.
Zhao Xiaole's heart suddenly sank to the bottom.
"Forget it, I have to drink up my wife's wishes no matter how hard it is!"
He gritted his teeth, scooped up a spoonful of chicken soup and put it in his mouth.
Qin Yinglong on the side looked at him as if he were looking at Jing Ke who was going to assassinate Qin back then, his eyes were full of admiration.
All he needed to do was say with tears in his eyes, "Brother, it's time to leave!"
At the window outside the hall, Qin Sining was also looking anxiously at Zhao Xiaole, who was drinking chicken soup.
Clenching his fists, he breathed a sigh of relief.
This was also the first time she cooked for someone.
She was originally shy and ran away, but she didn't know how to face Zhao Xiaole later.
At this time, the maid next to her reminded her: "Miss, you can cook for me personally! Every man hopes to eat food cooked by the woman he loves!"
So, Qin Sining came up with the idea of making soup for Zhao Xiaole.
Because she had never cooked before, she studied very seriously this time and asked many people for advice.
Even trying to make this chicken soup caused several big blisters on her hands.
Now when it was time for Zhao Xiaole to drink, she felt extremely nervous.
"What if the chicken soup tastes bad, or he doesn't like it?"
So at this time, she was so panicked that she no longer looked like the president of the Jiangnan Chamber of Commerce who used to sit in the study and strategize.
It's like she's back to the innocent, carefree little girl she once was.
Zhao Xiaole, on the other hand, held his breath and slowly put the spoonful of chicken soup into his mouth.
He has decided that no matter how bad the chicken soup tastes, he will never vomit, and he will definitely not dampen Qin Sining's confidence!
But as soon as he took it into his mouth, a pungent fishy smell rushed to his head, almost causing him to spit it out.
Resisting the nausea in his heart, Zhao Xiaole forced himself to swallow it and gave a thumbs up pretending to enjoy it.
"Good... delicious!"
Looking at Zhao Xiaole's twitching mouth, Qin Yinglong knew how hard Zhao Xiaole was pretending.
He looked at Zhao Xiaole with eyes full of admiration.
Brother, you are such a man!
"If it tastes so good, why don't you drink it all?"
Suddenly, a dull voice came.
Zhao Xiaole and Qin Yinglong both followed the sound and saw Qin Sining looking over with gritted teeth.
She is not stupid, how can she not see Zhao Xiaole's fake expression of smiling but not smiling?
Suddenly he looked angry.
Seeing this, Qin Yinglong shuddered all over, gave Zhao Xiaole a look that said "I wish you luck", and then quickly ran away, running faster than a rabbit. Zhao Xiaole couldn't stop him even if he wanted to!
Looking at Qin Sining, who was walking toward him with a gloomy expression, Zhao Xiaole retracted his hand with a dry smile, and smiled helplessly at her: "I've tried my best!"
"Is it really that bad to drink?"
Qin Sining walked up to Zhao Xiaole expressionlessly, took a spoonful, and immediately sprayed it out as soon as he entered his mouth.
But at this moment, her eyes were filled with tears.
It turns out...the food I made tastes so bad!
She hugged the cup of chicken soup in Zhao Xiaole's hand and said in a tearful tone: "I'm sorry, I didn't know the chicken soup I made would taste so bad. I'll have someone make another cup for you!"
However, she missed the opportunity.
I saw Zhao Xiaole holding the cup of chicken soup and pouring it into his mouth. Like a cow drinking water, he quickly drank up the cup of chicken soup without leaving a drop.
Qin Sining was stunned for a moment, looking at Zhao Xiaole with disbelief on his face, tears flashing in his eyes.
"belch!"
After finishing a cup of chicken soup, Zhao Xiaole burped loudly, turned to Qin Sining and smiled: "It's actually quite delicious, but I forgot to put in the ginger and aniseed. Just remember it later!"
But what he didn't expect was that tears burst out of Qin Sining's eyes, and she rushed towards him.
The gentle red lips printed on her lips were so soft, sweet, and extremely aggressive.
It was like a little wild cat suddenly pounced on me.
The fire in Zhao Xiaole's heart was instantly ignited by her, and he responded fiercely to Qin Sining, and his hands wandered around Qin Sining's body honestly.
Soon, Qin Sining's clothes became messy, and Zhao Xiaole's hands penetrated deep into her clothes.
However, the moment Zhao Xiaole touched her, Qin Sining's body suddenly trembled, she suddenly took a step back, and broke free from Zhao Xiaole's "claws".
She looked at her messy clothes and could even see the bellyband on her chest.
Zhao Xiaole almost took it off completely!
Thinking of the touch just now, she suddenly felt ashamed and covered her chest tightly, burying her head in her chest. Even her ears were red.
There was a small sound like a mosquito buzzing in his chest.
"Now...not now, wait...wait until we get married..."
Her voice was trembling.
At this moment, she suddenly heard Zhao Xiaole sigh slightly, "It's a pity..."
Hearing this voice, Qin Sining felt even more ashamed and wished she could find a crack in the ground to crawl in right now!
Zhao Xiaole was looking at his hands and pinched the air with unfinished thoughts.
The time I held it just now was too short, so I didn't have time to display my eighteen skills of kneading and massaging. Naturally, I was filled with regret.
But thinking of the slippery and delicate touch just now, he was so excited that he couldn't help but want to try it again.
However, looking at Qin Sining's shy look, Zhao Xiaole gave up the idea.
As an ancient woman educated with traditional concepts, it is already a very bold initiative to take the initiative to kiss herself.