Chapter 1033: Why not ... you feed me?

The meat that was about to reach the mouth flew away ...
Jiangbei Mo's face was ugly, and he even wanted to reach out and give himself a mouth!
Damn it!
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He got upset and walked towards the kitchen!
Looking through the glass door of the kitchen towards the inside, you can see the busy figure of Qiao Weiwei ...
Beloved wife, preparing dinner for him!
Such a picture always seems to make him feel at ease ...
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After a while, Qiao Weiwei made two bowls of pork noodles, turned and opened the kitchen door, and saw Jiang Beimo standing at the kitchen door and staring at her.
She glanced at him, but said nothing, but she turned around and brought out a bowl of noodles and put it on the dining table.
"Aren't you hungry, let's eat!" Qiao Weiwei couldn't help asking when he was still standing.
Didn't he just say that he wanted to eat noodles ...
"Okay!" Wen Yan said, Jiang Beimo nodded, then left for the table and sat down.
Qiao Weiwei turned to bring out another bowl of noodles and came out with chopsticks!
She handed chopsticks to Jiang Beimo. He raised his right hand and paused.
"My hand is hurt ..." Jiang Beimo glanced at his right hand, which was swollen and unable to move at this time!
He is not left-handed and cannot hold chopsticks with his left hand!
Seeing this, Qiao Weiwei also froze ...
"So ... what to do ..."
His hand was injured. How do I take noodles?
Jiang Beimo looked down at the fragrant noodles in front of him, and then thought for a moment, and suddenly a smile appeared on his face.
"Why ... you feed me?"
In those black eyes, there was light ...
Qiao Weiwei froze, a little awkward expression on her face.
Feed him ... it feels strange.
"I'm going to buy you a fork ..." She thought about it, then said suddenly.
It should be better to eat noodles with a fork, but she doesn't have a fork at home ...
"But I'm already hungry ... no matter how late, the batter will be battered!" Jiang Beimo frowned, saying a pity glance at the big bowl of noodles in front of him!
It won't taste good when the noodles are mushy!
"..." Qiao Weiwei gritted her teeth, hesitating ...
"Forget it, I'll do it myself!" Jiang Beimo said suddenly, and stretched out her injured right hand, trying to take chopsticks from her hand ...
His behavior made Qiao Weiwei shake a little!
His hand was hurt ... it is impossible to use chopsticks, if it is reluctant, it will only make the injury worse!
"Okay, I feed you!" Thinking, she sighed, and reluctantly compromised.
Who caused the injury on his hand was caused by her ...
She can only do that now ...
"Trouble you, wife!" Jiang Beimo's face was full of unseen smiles when she agreed.
"..." Qiao Weiwei glanced at him without speaking, but picked up the chopsticks, started to clamp the noodles, and put the noodles to his mouth!
"Eat!" She looked at him and said.
Jiang Beimo opened her lips with satisfaction, ate the noodles that she put on her mouth, and then showed a satisfied expression!
The handsome face seems to be filled with happiness ...
"delicious!"
He suddenly hoped that the picture would freeze ...
Even if the injury on his hand is bad for a lifetime, it is worth it!
Looking at his contentment, Qiao Weiwei could not help but smile a little ...
She patiently fed him noodles until he had eaten a large bowl of noodles!