"But don't think too much. I just saw that you have been a bit tired recently, so I want to take care of you, so that you don't get too tired ..." Song Wen was afraid he misunderstood and explained quickly.

"Boss up ?! Hmm ?!" But Jiang Beihan's face appeared with an intriguing smile ...

She wants to help him? !!

His wife wants to help him? !!

This is a great shame on him!

With this smile, Song Wen was shocked in his heart ... There was an urge to flee.

"I'm just afraid you're too tired ..." Song Wen lowered his head and muttered quietly.

"Very well, then I'll let you see if I want to drink this kind of thing!" Jiang Beihan snorted sullenly, and when his voice dropped, he bent down and carried her with one hand.

Song Wen was shocked ...

"Jiang Beihan, don't be impulsive ..."

"Shaw!" Jiang Beihan's voice was full of dissatisfaction, and he strode toward the kitchen outside.

"But the fire in the kitchen is not closed, it will cause a fire ..." Song Wenxin said worriedly.

The chicken soup is still cooking. If the fire is not turned off, the kitchen will catch fire!

"Oh!" Listening to her, Jiang Beihan's face turned black, but she still cared about the pot of soup in the kitchen? !!

Despite her unhappiness, Jiang Beihan carried her back to the kitchen, extinguished the gas fire, then picked up the pot of soup, and threw it into the sink ...

"Jiang Beihan, your hand ..." Song Wen looked at him anxiously, the casserole was very hot, and he even bare hands, and lifted it with one hand ...

"Shut up!" Jiang Beihan said uneasily, carrying her out of the kitchen and walking towards the second floor.

"..." Song Wenxin was innocent.

………………

For some reason, the next day, Song Wen went to bed in the morning, exhausted, and woke up.

When he was awake, Song Wenxin quickly picked up the clock on the nightstand and it was already half past ten!

When she was about to get up quickly, she remembered that today is the weekend ...

So she doesn't need to go to the company.

Thinking so, she was relieved and lay down again.

After turning over a few times in bed, she picked up the pajamas on the ground, put on, and got up.

As she dragged her tired body and was going to wash in the bathroom, a familiar voice came from the balcony.

"Woke up?"

It's Jiangbeihan's voice ...

Hearing that, Song Wenxin immediately turned his head and looked towards the balcony, but saw that he was sitting on the balcony, drinking coffee and looking at the documents.

"..." She glanced at him silently, thinking it was nonsense ...

Seeing that she had nothing to say, Jiang Beihan hooked her thin lips and asked her lips to deliberately.

"How about, are you satisfied with my performance last night? Would you like to cook" Supper "for me?" The word "Supper" is very clear and hard!

Song Wenxin was speechless again ...

This time she did make a mistake ...

However, this man is too vengeful, she is also for his good, afraid that he is too tired ... so I will put the traditional Chinese medicine in the soup.

"I'm going to wash ..." She gave him a blank look, and turned away with a heart.

Seeing her go, Jiang Beihan took a sip of coffee in a good mood and continued reading the newspaper.

——Oh!

The bedroom door was knocked twice at this time.