Goodnight Kiss from My Rumored Husband

Chapter 1097: Picking peaches for the teacher (3)



Chapter 1097: Picking peaches for the teacher (3)

"How can it be so delicious? it's even better than our aunt Zhou's cooking."

Gu nianjia raised her head to look at Zhang Jingyu as if she was about to cry.

It was so delicious that he cried.

She picked up another piece and stuffed it into her mouth.

"Did your mother make this?" she asked as she ate.

"Yeah," Zhang Jingyu nodded.

After eating a few pieces of red braised pork, she went to try the other dishes and found that every dish was her favorite. They were all to her liking. Most importantly, every dish was delicious.

"I'm so envious of you, professor. You have a mother who can cook so well," she said as she looked at Zhang Jingyu with a mouthful of food in her mouth.

Zhang Jingyu narrowed his eyes."Do you want a mother like that too?"

He sat in his office chair with one arm on the armrest, looking at the girl who was eating so happily that she forgot herself.

His eyes were shining with a cunning light.

Instinctively, Gu nianjia wanted to nod. However, song Changwen's face suddenly appeared in her mind. As a result, she stopped chewing and the smile on her face disappeared.

She pursed her lips and shook her head."My mother is very good too."

These words came from the bottom of her heart.

No matter what her mother's attitude towards her was, she was still her mother. She was the mother who gave birth to her and raised her.

There must be a reason why her mother didn't like her.

When Zhang Jingyu saw the innocent smile on her face disappear, he felt sorry for her and did not continue the topic.

She then took out a therma

l container and opened it before placing it in front of Gu nianjia."This soup is pretty good too."

Without even looking at the soup in the bucket, Gu nianjia could tell what kind of soup it was just by the smell."It's my favorite borscht soup." Gu nianjia picked up the bucket excitedly.

"Do you like it?" Zhang Jingyu asked with a smirk.

"Of course I like it."

As Gu nianjia spoke, she picked up an empty bowl and began drinking the soup.

She had been eating while standing. She poured herself a bowl of soup, then pulled an empty chair behind her and sat down.

He ate this dish and that dish, and as he ate, he said,"It seems that teacher's mother and I like the same dish. Teacher's mother must be a very good person."

He didn't forget to boast while praising others.

"Baby, are you complimenting yourself in another way?" Zhang Jingyu asked, amused.

"Everyone can see how good I am, okay?" Gu nianjia rolled her eyes.

Then, he continued eating.

"Yeah," Zhang Jingyu nodded.

Babies are the best.

Gu nianjia buried her head in her food. When she was too full, she realized that she had almost finished all the food in the boxes.

Especially that box of red braised meat, there were only two or three pieces of fat left.

She reached out and touched her bloated stomach, worried that she would gain weight."Oh no, I'm going to gain two pounds today."

As she spoke, she lowered her head and deliberately stuck out her belly. Her slim-fit undershirt clearly showed that her belly was bulging. She clapped her hands and said,"it's like I'm five months pregnant."

"Three months at most." Zhang Jingyu's voice could be heard from the other end.

His tone was neither hurried nor slow, as if he knew very well how big one's stomach should be after a few months of pregnancy.

Gu nianjia did not think much of Zhang Jingyu's joke. However, she felt a little embarrassed."Teacher, you're so mean. How could you make fun of me?" Gu nianjia pouted.

She quickly pulled her hands away from her stomach, then sucked in her stomach and stuck out her chest.

"Are you full?" Zhang Jingyu changed the topic.

"Of course I'm full. I'm so full." Gu nianjia nodded.

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