Drifting Towards You

Chapter 486 Strawberry

Su Xiangwan was overjoyed, and a faint joy gushed out.

"Mu Beiting, I want to eat strawberries." She said softly, with a hint of coquettishness.

The other side was silent for a few seconds, and after a while, he said in a deep voice, "Tell the kitchen directly about this kind of thing, you don't need to call me."

When the words fell, the phone was hung up with a 'snap'.

Listening to the cold beeping sound on the phone, Su Xiangwan's eye circles turned red.

Gritting his teeth, he said, "You bastard! You bastard! What a nerve!"

Su Xiangwan sat on the sofa with Kumamon in his arms and sulked. After more than an hour, Mama Rong brought up a fruit plate.

The fruit plate has green grapes, apples, pineapples and strawberries and blueberries.

Each one took up one-fifth, and they were all cut and arranged very neatly.

Su Xiangwan stared at the strawberries in the fruit plate with red eye circles, looked at Rong Ma and said, "I don't want to eat strawberries, take them away!"

Rong Ma froze in place.

What is going on with this young master and his wife?

One asked to bring up strawberries, but he insisted on serving them on a plate with other fruits.

One saw strawberries and said, no strawberries.

Oops, she is getting old... She is getting more and more incomprehensible to these young people.

Rong Ma struggled for a while, but still had to obey the order and remove the strawberries.

The room gradually became quiet. Su Xiangwan stretched out his hand to gently stroke his stomach, and said aggrievedly with red eyes, "Don't call him Dad when you come out from now on. What should you call him? Just call him Xiao Tingzi, okay?"

After talking to herself for a while, Rong's mother brought up another big bowl of ginseng chicken soup.

Su Xiangwan felt disgusted when he saw it, frowned and shook his head constantly: "No...Mother Rong, I'm full from dinner, very full! Look, I've eaten so much fruit that I can't drink anymore."

"Ma'am, this soup is nourishing and good for women's health."

"I don't want to drink, Mommy Rong, I feel sick when I see it." Su Xiangwan was really nauseated.

"Ma'am, drink a little more, there are many precious medicinal materials in it."

Mother Rong was very persistent this time.

Only after asking the new cook just now did she know that it turned out that the young lady had lost her child, and the cook was specially invited by the young master to recuperate the body of the lady.

It's no wonder that the two have been arguing lately, and I don't know why this good-looking child disappeared.

Mother Rong sighed softly, and tried to persuade her again, after all, after this miscarriage, a woman must take care of herself.

"Ma'am, you can drink a little. This soup has been simmered for several hours."

Su Xiangwan stopped, not daring to look any further.

Just smelling that smell, some pantothenic acid water in the stomach.

Rong Ma talked for a while, but seeing that she couldn't say anything, she had no choice but to take the things away.

The chicken soup was taken away, and Su Xiangwan seemed to come to life. He ran to open the window to let the smell of chicken soup out of the room.

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late at night.

The door to the first floor of the villa was pushed open.

Mother Rong came out with her coat on and took a look: "Sir, you are back, Madam has already fallen asleep."

"En." Mu Beiting responded with a tired face.

"That... chicken soup, my wife didn't drink a sip."

He frowned, and pursed his thin lips lightly.

"Let the new cook make another soup tomorrow. If the soup is not good, just change the dishes. I don't care for idlers."

"Yes." Rong Ma bowed slightly.

Mu Beiting walked upstairs slowly. There was a light on in the living room upstairs, but the lights in the bedroom were all off.

He stopped outside the bedroom door, his big hand on the door handle.

Pause for a few seconds before unscrewing it.

Pushing open the door and entering, there was a faint moonlight in the bedroom, she seemed to be sleeping hot, a slender jade leg pressed against the quilt, dazzling white.

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