Xiao Lingyue walked in with two pots of warm water, and the father and son on the dining table turned to look at her at the same time.

"What's wrong?"

Xiao Lingyue was surprised and felt the atmosphere was subtle, "Are you quarreling again?"

She almost got used to it, so she walked over and put two pots of water in front of the man, and said unhappily: "Do it yourself."

man:"……"

I just learned that I poured water for him with my own hands, and I will go on strike so soon?

The man was about to cough a few more times and said that he was "weak" now, but Beibei took the lead and exposes: "Mom, he just bullied Han Han!"

"That's right." Han Han put down his hand and complained, "I talk to my father, and my father wants to teach me a lesson, looking angry."

Xiao Lingyue looked at him subtly: "What did you say?"

"I..." Han Han had not had time to say it.

Zhan Beihan swept his eyes coldly: "Eat! Meal!"

Han Han instinctively shrank his neck, and when he thought of his mother, he bulged his cheeks unconvinced.

Xiao Lingyue looked at the father and son, and guessed it roughly in her heart, and she was too lazy to ask more: "Okay, hurry up and eat, otherwise the porridge will be cold."

The two little guys settled down and kept drinking porridge with a bowl in their arms.

Zhan Beihan's mouth is salty and bitter, and his tongue is numb. He really has no appetite to eat, but just pours warm water cup after cup.

Xiao Lingyue glanced at him and thought to herself that she deserved it and didn't want to pay attention to him.

After the two children were full and drunk, Xiao Lingyue asked someone to send hot water, washed her face, and coaxed them into the room to play for a while, digest food, and have a good rest later.

When we returned to the restaurant, the maid had already packed up the mess and served tea again.

Zhan Beihan had not left yet, but he was still sitting in his original position.

Xiao Lingyue walked over speechlessly: "Why are you still sitting here? Haven't you eaten enough salt?"

The man snorted coldly: "You did it on purpose."

"What about that?" Xiao Lingyue put his hands on his chest and leaned against the table, looking at him with a smile without a smile, "Your Highness Yi came here without invitation, and he couldn't drive him away. I can't think of some way to treat you well?"

The two words in the middle were deliberately aggravated, as if they were deliberately stimulating him.

Zhan Beihan unexpectedly didn't get angry and said funny: "How can you, a woman, hold a grudge so much?"

Xiao Lingyue curled her lips: "You are only allowed to feel sorry for me, but you are not allowed to take revenge and take revenge?"

"When will I feel sorry for you?"

Xiao Lingyue didn't want to answer this question, so she said coldly: "Anyway, I have done the thing, so the salt tastes bad, right? If your highness is not happy, please come to me and avoid shaking it."

"What if I insist on shaking?"

Zhan Beihan stood up, raised his eyebrows and walked to her: "Besides this kind of child trick, how else can you do to me?"

What if she really wants to do with him?

What is placed in the bowl is not salt, but poison.

Zhan Beihan was only surprised when he tasted the extremely salty fish fillet porridge. From when he started, his vigilance towards her was getting lower and lower, and he could eat what she prepared without any warning.

It was precisely because she was not prepared and never thought that she would put things inside that the man was caught off guard and was so embarrassed that he was choked.

Thinking back now, it feels funny.

This kind of intentional salt-spraying behavior is like some kind of prank, and it is too exaggerated to say revenge.

It's obvious that I want to exclaim my anger.
Chapter completed!