The spoon wasn't just hers, she had already used it.

Isn't Zhan Muqing so clean that it's terrible?

With a spoon stained with her saliva, won't it have a cleanliness attack?

Hearing Si Nian's voice, Zhan Muqing's body stiffened significantly, and his black eyes stared at Si Nian's face.

Si Nian chuckled in her heart, she had no doubt that if Zhan Muqing's gaze would kill, she would have been shattered by now.

Seeing Zhan Muqing's grim expression, Aunt Pei on the side hurriedly came out to be a peacemaker.

"Sir, shall I go get you another one?"

Mr. Zhan's cleanliness habits, I'm afraid no one knows better than her.

But just as Aunt Pei was about to move, Zhan Muqing suddenly spoke: "No, I'll use this." ”

Just use this?

Si Nian was stunned, and subconsciously spoke: "Mr. Zhan." This spoon is what I used. ”

"Questions?"

Zhan Muqing asked rhetorically, but instead confused Si Nian.

Of course, there was a problem, but Si Nian didn't dare to say anything about the gaze of the Shangzhan Muqing Yin Owl.

"No, I mean, what do I use?"

As soon as Si Nian finished speaking, the spoon in Zhan Muqing's hand was handed to her mouth.

He fed her soup with his own used spoon?

She doesn't have a penchant for tasting other people's saliva, okay?

Si Nian was full of disgust, pursed his lips before speaking: "Mr. Zhan, I don't like this soup." ”

Zhan Muqing frowned, glanced at the soup, and said in a cold voice: "This is not your favorite soup?" ”

When she was in the orphanage, she pestered him every day to make it for her.

In the past, in order to cook for her, he made a mess in the kitchen and was beaten a lot.

Hearing Zhan Muqing's words, Si Nian chuckled in his heart.

It's so scary, Zhan Muqing even investigated what she likes to eat.

No wonder, every dish he cooks is her favorite food.

"I used to like it, but now I don't like it."

Hearing Si Nian's words, Zhan Muqing's gaze suddenly turned cold.

I liked it before, I don't like it now.

Including people!

That's why she forgot about him completely.

Seeing Zhan Muqing staring at his appearance, Si Nian pursed his lips and didn't speak.

She wondered if she had offended Zhan Muqing again!

"Mr. War......

"If you don't like it, you won't drink it." Zhan Muqing interrupted Si Nian's words, looked at Aunt Pei, and said in a deep voice: "Aunt Pei, withdraw this dish, and you won't need to cook this dish in the future." ”

Si Nian suddenly felt uncomfortable, staring at the dishes that were taken away by Aunt Pei, which was very unpleasant.

"In the future, I will cook more dishes for you to enjoy. It doesn't matter if you forget all the previous ones. You just have to remember the present and like the present. ”

Zhan Muqing spoke in a deep voice and continued to put vegetables into Si Nian's bowl.

This sentence is meaningful, not only about the dish, but also about her past.

Sooner or later, he would pull Gu Jingshen out of her heart, bit by bit.

He will slowly add back the good memories of the two of them.

Si Nian didn't speak, and silently bowed his head to eat.

"It's delicious, daddy is great......"

The little guy ate happily, the immature voice broke the embarrassment of the scene, and the corners of Si Nian's mouth rose and touched her little head.

"Eat obediently and I'll tell you a story in a moment."

Qiqi immediately raised his head, ate his meal, and said happily: "Tell the story of the little duck?" ”

Si Nian nodded, "Your favorite one." ”

"Can Daddy listen to it too?"

Zhan Muqing?

Si Nian frowned, worthy of being Zhan Muqing's daughter, she thought of him in everything.

Si Nian shook his head decisively: "Of course not, Dad is an adult, and stories can only be heard by children." ”