Chapter 452: Go to sleep, poor thing

Shangguan Ling raised the corners of his lips and took her soft little hand instead, "Is this okay?"

Su Fu couldn't believe her ears. With such a gentle voice, was he really Shangguan Ling?

Xu Xiaomin's whole body froze, as if someone had dug a hole in his heart, and blood was flowing out.

Soph nodded briskly, "Okay."

The palace-style retro luxury restaurant has a long dining table that can accommodate thirty people to dine together at the same time. It is filled with a variety of exquisite dishes.

The servants and maids stood in two rows on both sides of the dining table with their heads bowed, accompanying them to serve.

Shangguan Ling sat down at the first place, and Su Fu sat down next to him.

The servant handed Su Fu a hot towel, and the maid also immediately and respectfully handed Shangguan Ling a hot towel to clean her hands.

After wiping her hands clean, Su Fu picked up the soup, blew on it gently, and then drank it in small sips.

Her back was straight, and her posture was elegant, exuding an indescribable nobility. Her movements when drinking soup were very small, and she made no sound.

Shangguan Ling turned his head and looked at her with interest. Su Fu raised her eyes and glared at him, "Can you fill your stomach just by looking at me?"

“Beautiful and delicious.”

Soph: “…”

What happened to Shangguan Ling today?

She awkwardly changed the subject, "When will Xiang Zhiping come back?"

“Didn’t I tell you? It depends on my mood.”

Su Fu narrowed her eyes slightly. She put down the soup bowl and held her chin in one hand, "What can I do to make you feel better?"

“Understand for yourself.”

Su Fu chuckled and said, "I understand, Master Shangguan."

She picked up the untouched soup in front of him, stirred it with a spoon to dissipate the heat, scooped a spoonful of soup, and fed it to his thin lips, "The soup is very fresh, you have a taste."

“Blow.”

Soph did as she was told, and there were quite a lot of requirements.

After blowing her red lips gently, Shangguan Ling opened her lips and drank.

I don’t know whether to praise her or the soup, “It’s very sweet.”

At night.

He asked the servant to change the wet sheets, and then he hugged her and lay down together.

Hand lifted the hair from her forehead with one hand, and kissed her softly, "Go to sleep, little poor thing."

Later in the night, Su Fu had another nightmare.

Her whole body was twitching uncontrollably, and she was mumbling something vague.

Shangguan Ling got closer and listened, but he couldn't hear clearly.

As always cold, the nightmare was as nightmare, so he couldn't wake up.

Shangguan Ling turned on the light, took a clean towel from the bathroom, and wiped away the cold sweat that wet her nightgown.