Xie Jiuhan was stunned. He asked curiously, "How do you know that I didn't eat blueberry jam?"
Feng Qing's heart tensed up. She realized that she was exposed again and hurriedly sniffed. "Oh, my nose is very useful. I can definitely smell it from this close."
"You have good ears and a good nose. Are you a dog?" Xie Jiuhan snorted.
He spread the peanut butter evenly on the bread and took an elegant bite. From the start to the end, his eyes were fixed on Feng Qing. Feng Qing smiled bitterly in her heart. She could only pretend to be blind and touch the food on the table to eat.
Fried eggs, milk, and black forest ham, Xie Jiuhan put the food in Feng Qing's plate as he ate. Part of it was what Feng Qing liked to eat, and the other was forced by him. Their married life was just that simple. Every day, they would start with a sumptuous breakfast.
As she ate, Feng Qing was stunned. Her husband was too handsome, even when he's eating, he's so stylish!
