belated love

Chapter 32 Hangover Soup

Half an hour later, he saw Su Xinnian at the bar counter of the bar.

She lay there as if she was asleep, but when he looked closer, he realized that she was still crying.Tears fell one after another as if they were free of money, making the whole table wet.

Lu Beicheng frowned slightly and stepped forward hesitantly.

Su Xinnian was already drunk and unconscious. When he helped him up, he didn't feel anything at all.

Another burst of anger flashed through his heart.

This woman really doesn't have any precautions at all. If she is taken away by another man, let's see what she will do!
"Stupid woman!" Lu Beicheng cursed secretly.

But he still put her in the car and took her to his residence.

Lu Beicheng looked at the drunk Su Xinnian and suddenly thought of sobering soup.He picked up his phone and ordered a takeaway of late-night hangover soup. After taking a sip, he couldn't help but frown slightly.

Different.

It tasted completely different from what he drank that night.

Lu Beicheng picked up his cell phone and sent a text message to Bai Yingying: I drank some wine and wanted to try the hangover soup you made.

After sending it, he put down his phone, fed her a drink, covered her with a quilt, and left quietly.The sky outside is already bright, and the streets in the early morning are slightly cold with a hint of dampness.He wandered around until eight o'clock before driving home.

When she returned to Bai Yingying's home, she had just woken up.

After receiving the text message, she immediately opened her phone and started searching for how to make sober soup. Just when she had just finished watching a tutorial, Lu Beicheng came in.

Bai Yingying quickly exited the app, put on her pajamas and went up to him.

"Beicheng, have you stayed up all night? You look so haggard." A hint of distress appeared in her eyes, she reached out and touched his face, then rubbed his hands, then smiled and said softly: "I'll go right away. I’ll make you some hangover soup, and you can rest for a while first.”

"Well, you've worked hard." Lu Beicheng nodded.

Bai Yingying walked into the kitchen, where he couldn't see her, looking a little flustered.

She wasn't very good at cooking, and the only ones she knew how to cook were all those she learned specifically for...As for sobering soup, she had never made it before.But she didn't want Lu Beicheng to know.

So, she pretended to be proficient, washed her hands first, then carefully recalled what she had just seen in her mind, and went to the refrigerator to look for materials.

The dishes at home were well prepared. She followed her memory to find the ingredients she needed, and found them all.

Now, there is no other excuse.

Bai Yingying swallowed her saliva and started operating with unfamiliar movements.

She was very unskilled and did everything intermittently. She almost knocked over the pots and bowls several times during the process, and even got the pot burnt once.

Lu Beicheng was quietly observing her every move from a place she didn't know, and the depth in his eyes became thicker and thicker.

After a long time of tossing, the smell of the hangover soup slowly spread in the room.

It smells pretty good.

However...it is not the one in memory at all.

Lu Beicheng has a profound memory of the sobering soup that night.

It is said that the things that last longer than image memory are taste bud memory and smell memory. He thought, and it seems so.

The moment the hangover soup handed over by Bai Yingying touched his taste buds, Lu Beicheng knew that the hangover soup that night was definitely not made by Bai Yingying.

He put down the spoon in his hand and looked at Bai Yingying.

Then pretending to be casual, he picked up the cup and said, "The hangover soup you made this time is quite different from the one you made before."

(End of this chapter)