After saying this, she immediately lowered her head and took a large gulp of soup—it had just been heated and was so hot she was fanning her mouth with her hand.
This guy, who knows how he grew up, with such a stinking temper that's unbearable to watch. Really the epitome of pride and haughtiness, it's a wonder he ended up with her. If it were any other man, though they might initially be charmed by her novelty, they would probably end up worn down by her antics and lose their affection.
But what can he do? Besides feeling helpless, he could only dote on her. After all, she's the wife he pursued, and he'll pamper her even if it means getting down on his knees.
Xia Siyu took a couple of sips of soup and then stuffed a few pieces of pastry into her mouth. She was truly starving, filling her cheeks until she was almost choking. Bo Yan quickly poured her a bowl of soup: "Drink slowly, no one is competing with you."
