Chapter 480 Bingxia's Chicken Soup

Bingxia teased: "Sister-in-law, luckily Chenchen fell asleep, otherwise I'd like to see how you guys would explain it."

Qiao Yanmeng coughed, and looking at the cute little baby sleeping, she couldn't help but reach out and touch the little baby's head, her eyes full of love.

Then, she looked at Zhan Tingbei and said, "Send Chenchen back."

Zhan Tingbei was about to agree, but Bingxia volunteered, "No, I'll go, and let my brother stay here with you."

"My big headlight is really an eyesore. I won't eat dog food anymore."

She walked to the little girl, gently picked her up, and said with a smile: "Chenchen is fatter than before. In two years, I won't be able to hold him."

Little Naitian was sleeping very soundly, and he didn't wake up even when someone was talking next to him.

After what happened to Mrs. Qiao, Qiao Yanmeng warned, "Bingxia, be careful."

Bing Xia was stunned for a moment, then realized what she was saying and said with a promise: "Sister-in-law, this time I will carry my eldest nephew and will not leave him for a moment."

"Yes." Even with Bingxia's assurance, she was still not completely reassured and could only repeatedly remind Bingxia to take good care of the little baby.

Bingxia nodded in assurance, and Zhan Tingbei said solemnly: "Bingxia, we don't want the last incident to happen again."

"Got it, brother, sister-in-law." Bingxia also began to take it seriously, "I'll send Chenchen back to sleep first, and come over tomorrow morning."

"Well, drive slowly on the road." Qiao Yanmeng said with concern.

"Okay, sister-in-law, I'm leaving." Bingxia waved and walked out of the ward.

After Bingxia left, the two talked for a while until Qiao Yan was so sleepy that her eyelids were about to droop. She said softly, "Tingbei, I'm a little sleepy. I want to take a nap."

Zhan Tingbei hummed, looked at her face, and said softly: "Well, go to sleep, tell me if you have anything, I'll be by your side."

Hearing such reassuring words, she turned her head and smiled at him, "Well, if you're sleepy, just sleep on the bed next to you."

"Okay, stop talking and go to sleep." Zhan Tingbei said in a gentle voice.

Qiao Yanmeng nodded, closed her eyes, and soon felt sleepy and fell asleep.

Zhan Tingbei looked at the pretty face of the sleeping woman, and a hint of tenderness appeared in his eyes.

Meng Meng, I will never let this happen again.

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The next morning.

Bingxia arrived early, holding a pot of chicken soup, and walked to Qiao Yanmeng's side as if to ask for credit, and said with a smile: "Sister-in-law, how do you like this soup?"

As she spoke, she handed over the spoon.

Qiao Yanmeng picked up the spoon, scooped a spoonful of soup and took a sip, and her face changed immediately.

"How is it?" Bingxia was still waiting for comments.

She swallowed it with difficulty and looked at Bingxia, "It tastes great, thank you."

"Really?" Bingxia's eyes sparkled.

She didn't want to discourage Bingxia's enthusiasm, so she nodded.

Bingxia is very happy.

Seeing that her expression looked a little strange, Zhan Tingbei said to her, "Meng Meng, bring it over here for me to taste."

Why does he feel something is wrong?

Bing Xia said, "Brother, this soup is specially made for my sister-in-law to supplement her nutrition. If you want to drink it, let mom make it for you."

Qiao Yanmeng also said: "Bingxia's cooking skills are very good, I still can't drink enough!"

"You can go out and eat."

She felt that based on her understanding of Zhan Tingbei, if Zhan Tingbei drank this soup, he would probably point out the problem directly.

Bingxia felt very happy when she heard Qiao Yanmeng praising her cooking skills.

Zhan Tingbei said: "I didn't know Bingxia could make soup! Let me try it."

As he spoke, he took the chicken soup from Qiao Yanmeng's hand without saying a word and scooped it up with her spoon.

"Tingbei..."

Before she could finish, Zhan Tingbei took a sip and his expression suddenly changed.

Then, he looked at her with a slightly gloomy expression, as if to say, this is what you said it tastes like.

"Brother, you're going too far. How could you snatch the soup I made for my sister-in-law!" Bingxia looked at Zhan Tingbei standing there motionless, staring at Qiao Yanmeng as if they were communicating something.