Chapter 1599
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The white porcelain bowl was placed beside the girl's hand. Second Master Jing scooped a small spoon and instructed with a calm and gentle expression, "The soy milk is still a bit hot. Remember to drink it slowly later."
Shen Wanqing took a bite of the pan-fried soup and glanced at Second Master Jing.
She snorted, "Then blow on it and feed it to me!"
"…"
It was quiet for a moment.
Adjutant Su and Jing Wenbin both paused.
The girl raised her chin and snorted softly. She looked a little angry, like a spoiled pet who was commanding the big demon king to do things.
Jing Wenbin knew so many people from Jing Yanxiu, but he had never seen Jing Yanxiu lower himself to serve anyone.
He looked at Jing Yanxiu curiously, wanting to see if he would obediently follow Miss Shen's instructions.
Adjutant Su was only stunned for a moment before he slowly calmed down.
After a night's time, Adjutant Su had already figured it out.
Second Master had mistaken Miss Shen for Madam.
At first, he couldn't understand, but after interacting with her, he felt that Miss Shen and Madam were very similar.
Sometimes, even he wondered if Madam was right in front of him.
As for Second Master serving Miss Shen?
Adjutant Su didn't find it strange anymore since it was a common occurrence in the Cold Courtyard.
Adjutant Su didn't feel anything. Jing Yanxiu watched from the side with the mood of watching a good show.
But Father Shen and Mother Shen were so scared that their hearts almost stopped.
They didn't like Second Master being with Qingqing! But this didn't mean that they dared to provoke Second Master!
What was Second Master's status?
Qingqing actually dared to order Second Master to serve her?!
Shen Wanqing's mother was so anxious that she quickly stood up and pulled Shen Wanqing to apologize.
In fact, Jing Yanxiu only raised his brows slightly. His handsome and beautiful face didn't show any anger. Instead, it looked lazy and undisciplined.
He held a small spoon and gently sipped the soy milk in the porcelain bowl. He scooped a spoonful and blew on it.
He leaned in front of the girl. "Hm?"
Second Master Jing didn't wear yesterday's military uniform. He changed into a simple western shirt and a black suit jacket. A light black tie was tied around his collar, and a light gold tie clip was pinned to it.
He was as elegant and noble as a young master from a noble family. He restrained the coldness of a warlord.
Shen Wanqing swallowed the pan-fried soup and licked her lips to take a sip of soy milk.
Then, she immediately left with a frown.
She frowned and said to Jing Yanxiu with dissatisfaction, "It's obviously still hot!"
"Really?"
Jing Yanxiu raised his eyebrows and drank the soy milk on the small porcelain spoon.
It was a little hot.
He scooped another spoonful of hot hot hot hot..
It was neither too hot nor too cold.
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