Chapter 1331： to be frank!

When she approached, the tip of his nose smelled of Chinese medicine, which made him frown.

Song Wenxin walked to the car, reached out to open the door of the back seat, and was preparing to sit in.

"Sit in front!" Jiang Beihan's voice rang at this moment, followed closely, and the door of the copilot was also opened.

She froze, and had to put the bag in her back seat, then turned to the copilot and sat up.

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In the evening, after Jiang Beihan took a shower, he found that Song Wenxin had disappeared from the room!

He dropped his towel to wipe his hair and walked towards the balcony without seeing her.

It's so late, where has this woman gone?

He frowned, and strode out of the bedroom!

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At this time, the first floor, inside the kitchen, was glowing with warm yellow lights.

Song Wenxin was busy around the apron.

In the casserole, the chicken soup was being stewed, and a strong aroma came out.

Song Wenxin opened the lid of the casserole, took a spoon and scooped out a little chicken soup, tasted it.

She licked her lips, nodded, put in the Chinese medicine that was already prepared, and closed the lid!

"What are you doing?" Just then, Jiang Beihan's deep voice suddenly sounded behind him.

Song Wen was startled, and quickly turned to look back.

At the door of the kitchen, I don't know when there will be more people.

Jiang Beihan in a bathrobe was standing at the door and staring at her.

Black eyes, a casual glance at the soup being cooked behind her ...

"You're finished taking a shower ..." Song Wenxin smiled and asked him.

"Well." Jiang Beihan nodded his chin, and then asked again, "What are you doing?"

"I'm ... doing supper. We have been busy for a while now, and haven't cooked for you for a long time." Song Wen paused, and then replied wit.

Supper?

Hearing that, Jiangbei Han frowned, bought long legs, and walked towards the kitchen.

After taking a few steps, he stopped in front of the casserole.

The smell of chicken soup and the smell of Chinese medicine permeated the tip of his nose.

"But how did I smell a medicine?" Jiang Beihan glanced at her, his black eyes narrowed slightly.

When Song Wenxin was asked by him, he felt inexplicably guilty.

"This is ..." She bit her lip, wondering what to answer for a moment.

If she told him that there would be a taste of Chinese medicine, it was because the Chinese medicine in the chicken soup had been used to replenish him ... The man would definitely feel humiliated and unhappy!

In fact, she didn't have any bad intentions, but she didn't want him to be too tired, and hoped that his body could recover.

"To be honest!" At that moment, Jiang Beihan's tone of voice rang again.

Listening to his voice, Song Wen's heart tightened, and he suddenly lost the courage to lie.

Song Wenxin flicked his lips reluctantly, and simply rushed out, and answered directly.

"It's Chinese medicine taken from my house ..." She reached out and touched her nose awkwardly.

"What is Chinese medicine?" Jiang Beihan frowned and asked her in a low voice.

"It's ... there's ..." Song Wen gritted his teeth, thinking, after saying everything, he was frank.

Sure enough, when she heard her words, Jiang Beihan's face sank immediately.

Song Wen felt a little stunned ...