"Since my wife has said so, I would like to drink some of that bowl of tonic soup." Nie Hanqiu's thin lips slightly raised, and he took the soup spoon with his long red fingers, very elegant and considerate. Di gave Chu Xia a bowl of soup and pushed it in front of her.
"Then..." Chu Xia looked at the bowl of soup in front of her, and her whole face instantly turned green.
"Sharing joys and sorrows together? Sharing difficulties together??" Nie Hanqiu looked at the hesitant look on her face and repeated the words she just said in a faint voice.
"Ahem, can... can that..." Chu Xia looked at the bowl of big tonic soup in front of her with an extremely ugly face, and said to Nie Hanqiu in a weak voice: "Can that big tonic soup be specially made for me by Aunt Qing?" Ah, what, if he drinks it, it shouldn’t have any effect, right?”
"Who said that? Didn't Aunt Qing just say that if I drink the soup, will it be good for me?" Nie Hanqiu smiled slightly, looked at Chu Xia with a pair of deep eyes, and said lightly: "Please, please call Aunt Qing to the east." , explain to me the benefits of that soup??"
"No, no need!!" Chu Xia waved her legs and looked at Nie Hanqiu with black lines on her head. That guy clearly knew how terrible Aunt Qing would be once she started nagging...
"So??" Nie Hanqiu glanced at the bowl of tonic soup in front of Chu Xia, and raised his chiseled Dongba gently towards her.
"He...can he drink less??" Chu Xia knew whether she had escaped the disaster, so she could bargain with him for a good price.
"Drink less, can you drink more?" Nie Hanqiu looked at her with bright eyes and asked her with a hint of smile in his voice.
"Uh... can you take a sip?" Chu Xia pitifully stretched out a finger of her leg to gesture towards Nie Hanqiu.
"No." Someone refused very simply.
"Then... two mouths??" Chu Xia stretched out two leg fingers with a heartbroken expression and reluctantly took a step back.
"Half a bowl." Nie Hanqiu said to Chu Xia in a crisp voice.
"Drinking half a bowl will kill you!!" Chu Xia was startled by him and jumped up from his chair. A pair of big black and red eyes looked at him pitifully with tears in his eyes and said: "I don't want that either. On my thirtieth birthday, will I be cruel to my wife at the same time??"
"Is it that exaggerated? He just drank a whole bowl, so he's not dead, right?" Nie Hanqiu raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at Chu Xia with a funny expression on his face.
"I'm not a human being!!" Chu Xia felt like she was about to burst into tears.
"Ha..." Nie Hanqiu laughed happily. He crossed his legs and looked at Chu Xia calmly. He frowned and seemed to think for a moment, and finally nodded and said: "Okay, then I'll take a few sips." ."
"Thank you, Lord Demon King, for your kindness!" Chu Xia quickly smiled at Nie Hanqiu, picked up the soup bowl on the table, and brought it to his mouth to take a sip as if he was afraid that he would regret it.
evil…
So what does it smell like...
As soon as Chu Xia took a sip, she felt extremely nauseous. She immediately threw the soup bowl away, covered her mouth and rushed towards the leg washroom.
Nie Hanqiu walked beside the dining table and looked at Chu Xia's frowning eyes and her tearful eyes, which looked very much like her running towards the leg washroom. She suddenly felt that her mood was much better.
Hmm... Actually, the soup doesn't taste that bad... it just can't get through the mental liquid...
(End of chapter)