President Gao Leng's little wife

Lu Xiaoying finally found a reason to make fun of Han Tianyi.

He was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear until the meal, and was beaten by Xia Yuluo many times before he restrained himself a little.

When it was time to eat, Xia Yuluo looked at the bowl of Dabu soup in front of her, which she hadn't seen for a long time, with an indescribably uncomfortable expression on her face.

Zhang Ma's cooking skills are very good, and the soup is not bad, but it is inevitable that she will be a little bored if she has to drink soup every day.

"Master, this is yours."

I don't know what's going on, it seems that she has figured out the reason why she has not been able to conceive a second child, and Zhang Ma looks energetic and full of vitality.

She also brought a large bowl of soup in front of Han Tianyi.

Xia Yuluo glanced at the bowl, which was twice as big as her own.

Suddenly there was a feeling of gloating: "Mother Zhang? This is it?"

"I specifically asked for a list, and I will make a copy for the young master in the future. The young mistress and the young master work together, and this time it will definitely be successful."

Mama Zhang was very happy.

Han Tianyi's complexion did not change, he just handed Xia Yuluo the chopsticks.

"Have a meal."

He concealed it very well, and his voice was faint, but Xia Yuluo still noticed the twitching of his mouth carefully.

"Yuluo, come on."

Lu Xiaoying took a sip of her soup, looked at Xia Yuluo, and blinked.

Just as she was about to reach Xia Yuluo's bowl with her spoon, Ji Yunliang stopped her.

Ji Yunliang stared at her, and Lu Xiaoying obediently withdrew her hand.

"It's just a taste." She pouted unwillingly.

"No, Ms. Lu, the soup I prepared for the young master and young mistress is not suitable for pregnant women. You'd better drink your black chicken soup honestly."

Zhang Ma smiled slightly, turned around and went into the kitchen again, bringing out the dishes.

"This time, it will definitely work. Maybe I can conceive two at a time."

Mama Zhang was very happy, even with a smile on her face, she was chatting happily.

Xia Yuluo shook her hand holding the spoon, some of the soup spilled out, and three black lines appeared on her forehead.

Lu Xiaoying gloated.

"Let's not talk about twins, God may see triplets for the sake of Xia Yuluo's serious drinking of soup every day."

"what!"

Lu Xiaoying covered her head and wailed: "Xia Yuluo, you hit me?!"

"I'm not Ji Yunliang, your methods are useless to me."

Xia Yuluo sat down in her seat after a while, picked up the spoon and started drinking the soup again.

Han Tianyi didn't say a word, but sipped the soup gracefully, without squinting.

Xia Yuluo sneaked a glance over again.

He sat upright, and his every move was pleasing to the eye with a sense of ritual. Such a man who concealed his embarrassment seemed to be very exciting.

Xia Yuluo also straightened her body, but she couldn't learn the other party's deep-rooted temperament.

Han Tianyi didn't say good or bad, and quickly finished the soup in front of him.

It's just that when he left, he took a look at Xia Yuluo.

"Wait for you."

He cocked his eyes, then turned and went upstairs.

Only Xia Yuluo who was left at the dinner table inexplicably felt that when he said this, there was a different meaning.

"Have a meal."

Meeting Lu Xiaoying's teasing gaze, Xia Yuluo slapped her on the head again without thinking, and continued to drink her soup.

Maybe it was because Han Tianyi joined his team, Xia Yuluo didn't feel that the soup was so bad today.

She took a few sips, filled a big bowl of soup, and drank it up in an instant.