Gong Ning snapped back to reality and darted to the man like a whirlwind, tilting her head back and staring intently at him. "A-Zhou, you're back! Why did it take you so long to come back? It's such a rare weekend, and you didn't even spend time with me. Look at me, I spent the whole afternoon making soup!"
Yan Jingzhou had been listening calmly to the girl's rambling, but after she said her last sentence, his beautifully shaped chin twitched slightly, and a few words of rejection flashed in his dark eyes.
As Gong Ning said this, her eyes suddenly lit up, and she left Yan Jingzhou behind, rushing into the kitchen.
Ask the chef if the soup you prepared earlier is ready.
The chubby chef had a slightly distorted expression on his face.
He pointed to the ceramic jar next to him.
Gong Ning's fair and delicate face instantly blossomed into a smile.
The little girl diligently brought the pottery jar to the table, filled a bowl with it, and presented it to Yan Jingzhou like a treasure, looking at him expectantly.
The man paused, glanced at the small bowl in front of him, then looked up to see the little girl gazing at him expectantly, her eyes sparkling with hope.
After a few seconds of silence, he picked up the small bowl and took a small sip.
Gong Ning quickly sat down and watched him drink the soup with an obedient expression.
"How is it? How is it? Doesn't it taste great?"
Yan Jingzhou: "..."
A sly glint flashed in Gong Ning's eyes, and she feigned confusion as she asked, "Why aren't you saying anything? Is it because it's not very delicious, and you can't express it with words? If you can't express it with words, at least make a sound, sigh or exclaim a few times, to express how much you like this soup~~"
Yan Jingzhou: "..."
Guess whether this soup is good or not?
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