Qin Muye brought over two large porcelain bowls filled with a lot of mutton, sprinkled with coriander, and steaming with essential oils. The aroma was as strong as it could be.
Song Kexia picked up the spoon and took a sip of the soup. It was delicious.
Although it has a bit of a smell, it is within her acceptable range.
But Qin Muye across from him didn't move his chopsticks. Song Kexia looked at him puzzledly, "Why aren't you eating?"
“With cilantro.”
“Mutton soup tastes better with coriander.”
These days many people can’t even get enough food, let alone meat.
He actually refused to touch even the mutton just for a little coriander.
But when she saw Qin Muye's sullen face, she asked, "If I pick out the coriander, will you eat the meat?"
It's shameful to waste.
But if she was asked to drink two large bowls of mutton soup by herself, she wouldn't be able to finish it.
She still had to find a way to persuade him to eat so that it wouldn't be wasted.
"eat."
Song Kexia moved his bowl over and slowly picked out the coriander with a spoon.
Qin Muye watched her lower her eyes as she picked coriander for him. It was quiet and beautiful. For some reason, his heart suddenly moved.
Apart from her stubborn temper, she doesn't seem to have any major problems.
He picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip of tea.
Picking out the last piece of cilantro in the bowl, Song Kexia brought the bowl to him and said, "Eat it."
"Are you this attentive and considerate to everyone?"
Song Kexia looked up at him in confusion, "What?"
"If you go out to eat with others, will you help them pick the cilantro?"
"Won't."
Song Kexia lowered her head, but a blush slowly appeared on her face, as dazzling as jade.
Qin Muye silently shifted his gaze, picked up the spoon and took a sip. It tasted very good, fresh and strong.
They ordered three dishes, and the pancakes and noodles were served quickly.
Song Kexia had intended to act reserved, but the food was so delicious that she immediately forgot about being reserved.
After drinking a big bowl of mutton soup, I ate two baked buns and half a bowl of pickled fish.
After eating, she almost burped, but luckily she covered her mouth with a handkerchief to hide it.
Seeing Qin Muye staring at her, she pursed her lips embarrassedly and said, "The food here is delicious."
"So easy to feed?"
Song Kexia blinked and looked at him, her pair of watery almond eyes looking even more charming.
Qin Muye had already stood up and said, "Let's go."
Song Kexia followed him in small steps, which made Fang Rou furious.
Where did this woman come from? No, she has to go to the Qin family to ask.
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