Chapter 182 "My First Time Making Soup for a Woman to Drink."

He curled his lips slightly, and a smile hung on his delicate, knife-like face.

Song Wuyou came over and sat down on the stool generously.

She glanced at the soup in the jar, then raised her eyes and looked at Gu Yanhao, "For no reason, cook me soup?"

Gu Yanhao sat down opposite her.

To tell the truth, it was the first time he made soup for a woman.

Being asked so directly, Gu Yanhao was embarrassed to speak his mind.

He looked at Song Wuyou coldly: "Just drink it if you cook it, why do you ask so many questions?"

"The weasel greets the chicken with New Year's greetings. It's uneasy and kind." Song Wuyou muttered.

The original owner had been married to him for three years, and he had not poured a glass of boiled water for the original owner.

"You're not a chicken, and I'm not a weasel." Gu Yanhao said angrily, his face so black that he didn't want to.

"..." Is she a metaphor?

Gu Yanhao pointed at the can of soup with his chin and said, "Chrysanthemum Black Chicken Soup."

"..." Song Wuyou looked at the can of soup suspiciously, is it delicious?

"I checked it on Baidu, and said that women with cold hands and feet should drink more of this soup." After speaking, Gu Yanhao lowered his eyes, hiding the embarrassment in his eyes.

When Song Wuyou heard this, his heart trembled slightly.

Because her hands and feet are cold, he stewed it for her?

Song Wuyou blinked, her clear eyes looked particularly bright and dark under the light.

She looked at Gu Yanhao with a faint smile, "You have been completely fascinated by me."

Gu Yanhao's ears turned red and he glared at her: "Isn't it normal for a husband to be attracted by his wife? Why don't you drink it!"

Song Wuyou lowered his head and took a sip.

You frown, it's hard to drink!

As soon as Gu Yanhao saw her, his long and narrow phoenix eyes looked at her expectantly, and his voice was low: "How is it? How does it taste?"

Song Wuyou raised her eyes and looked at his eyes that were shining like stars in the night. The words she wanted to hit him suddenly got stuck in her throat.

Inexplicably, he said, "It tastes fine, but it will taste even better if you put a few slices of ginger."

"Ginger slices?" Gu Yanhao couldn't make soup.

Seeing his stunned look, Song Wuyou asked amusingly, "Don't you know that stewed chicken soup with ginger slices tastes better?"

"I don't know." Gu Yanhao shook his head and pursed his perfect lips, "This is my first time stewing soup."

Song Wuyou made a move.

"This is the first time I have made soup for a woman to drink." Gu Yanhao looked at Song Wuyou seriously.

"..."

Song Wuyou's heart is a little complicated.

She looked at Gu Yanhao quietly, his outline was very clear under the light.

Such as a finely carved face, serious and more handsome.

The eyes that are as deep as a deep pool seem to have a suction force, and they will be sucked in if they are not careful.

cannot!

Song Wuyou hurriedly lowered her head and drank the soup as if nothing had happened.

She said that she can't be tempted by him!

She must suppress the original owner's crazy love for him, and she must not let it roll over again!

In her previous life, the man she loved could have three wives and four concubines.

In this life, the man she loves can have a very small third.

Having experienced two lives of hurt, she doesn't want to let herself be hurt by love again.

I drank it one by one, and after a while, I drank half a can.

It was really not very tasty, Song Wuyou couldn't drink it anymore.

She put down her spoon, pulled a tissue from the table, and wiped the soup stain from her mouth gracefully.

Seeing this, Gu Yanhao asked, "Don't drink anymore?"

"I can't drink anymore."

Gu Yanhao looked at the soup pot and frowned: "There are so many more."

"The next time you stew, remember not to put too much water."

"Yeah." Gu Yanhao nodded obediently.