Chapter 1182： That won't work!

Just then, he suddenly had a pair of hands, stretched out from behind her, and hugged her waist firmly.

She was surprised ...

Immediately after, her back pressed against a strong, familiar chest.

She doesn't need to look back and knows that Jiang Beihan is back.

So she was too lazy to look back at her, but looked down and tasted the soup.

As soon as she entered, she felt a hot feeling in her tongue ...

"It's hot ..." She put down her spoon and stuck out her tongue in pain.

"Fool woman!" Behind him, someone despised!

Song Wenxin rolled his eyes, then stretched out his elbow, hit the man's chest behind him, and then opened his mouth dissatisfied.

"Hurry out and wait two minutes for dinner."

"What kind of soup is this?" Jiang Beihan didn't listen to her and went out, but turned to the fish soup in the pot.

"Sturgeon soup, isn't it fragrant?" Song Wenxin said as if he offered a treasure.

This soup used to be made for Song's father ...

"A fishy smell!" Jiang Beihan glanced down at the fish soup, then pretended to be disgusting.

"Okay, it's fishy. Then don't drink it. I'll let Zixie drink for a while. The son is far more sensible than you!" Upon hearing his words, Song Wenxin's face changed, and then he said with a little anger.

The little guy is more sensible than the big guy, not picky, and clever!

Upon hearing Song Wenxin's words, Jiang Beihan's brow frowned immediately!

Did all the stinks drink?

That won't work!

This is the soup his wife cooked!

"Who said I wouldn't drink anymore?" He snorted coldly, then said unhappyly.

"Don't you say fishy? Then don't force yourself, self-abuse is not good!" Song Wenxin turned and stared at him, then asked silently.

Who said a fishy smell just now!

In this case, what soup does he drink!

"I like to drink fishy, ​​can't I?" Jiang Beihan frowned, saying!

He is self-abuse, like drinking fishy fish soup? !!

"..." His words left Song Wenxin completely speechless, not knowing what to say ...

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After a few minutes.

The maid called the little guy who was playing with toys upstairs for dinner.

Inside the restaurant, a family of three sits side by side at a long table.

Song Wenxin held up the bowl and sipped a bowl of fish soup in front of the little guy.

"Zi Xie, you can taste this soup." She smiled and said to her son very gently!

Looking at Song Wenxin for the first time, Jiang Beihan's complexion sank gently for his son.

Recently ... he seemed to find out more and more that the woman became more and more tender in front of this stinky boy.

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then……

When the child Jiang Zixie was about to take up the bowl and drink soup, at this time he reached out a big hand and took away the soup in front of him!

"It's not bad!" Jiang Beihan took the soup, lowered his head and took a sip, then said with satisfaction.

The little boy paused, looked at the empty table in front of himself, and then looked at the father beside him.

Dad is drinking soup from his mother ...

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"Jiang Beihan, what are you robbing your son's soup for!" On this scene, Song Wenxin who watched was a bit frizzy!

This man ... a lot of years old, but he always bullies a little child, and this child is still his own flesh and blood!

Doesn't he feel ashamed?