Love Letters, Divorce Papers (Jared and Amber)
Chapter 1172 Bitterness and hatred

She really can't drink it.

Although Jared didn't say anything, he also held the bowl and looked at the old lady with the same eyes as Amber.

Also do not want to drink.

In addition to not being able to drink it, there is his bowl of soup, how to look at how disgusting.

He even felt that his bowl was not soup, but brush pot water.

"No, must drink." The smile on the old lady's face closed, very serious and serious look at the two, "This is a special soup for you, can't drink it for a while, you can drink slowly, there is no hurry, anyway, must drink it."

Mrs. Murphy nodded along and agreed, "Yes Miss. Reed, it's for your own good, this soup is good for your health."

"I don't suspect that these soups are bad, I just want to know, for good reason, why are you suddenly making soup for us?" Amber asked with a tearful smile.

Jared said he would like to know the answer to that as well.

The old lady returned: "It's not because you guys were too crazy last night, young people, you always have to have moderation, ah, can not rely on the young to wantonly squander your body, what to do when you get old? So you young people do not pay attention to this, we as elders can not let you go on like this, this is not specially asked the kitchen to make you soup, let you tonic."

When these words came out, Amber's face was booming, red and dripping blood, and her body was burning.

She had thought that the matter was over and that Mrs. Murphy and Mrs. Murphy would not flirt with her anymore.

I didn't expect that indeed there was no flirting, but the two old men began to worry about her and Jared's health.

And they were given a special tonic soup, urging them that they must drink it.

This tonic soup, more embarrassing than flirting, more shy and embarrassed.

For a while, Amber held the bowl, her head buried low, her face flushed red, sitting there in shy embarrassment unable to say a word.

Jared also raised his eyebrows slightly and his thin lips twitched at the corners of his lips.

He just reminded the old lady with his eyes not to say such things, lest Little Leaf be embarrassed again later.

As a result, I did not expect that the old lady did not snicker, but this time she said it again because of this tonic soup.

Jared turned his head to look at the woman beside him who was almost out of sight, his handsome face was full of helplessness.

Little Leaf can't blame him for this one.

He had already told his grandmother not to mention it.

Who knew that grandmother had a tonic soup to make?

And this tonic soup ......

Jared looked down at the strange smelling bowl of tonic soup in front of him, and then looked across at the two old men, and said in a low voice, "Grandma, I understand you making soup for Little Leaf, she's a woman and her body is much weaker."

The moment these words came out, Amber immediately gave him a white look.

The man pretended not to know anything and looked at the old lady and added, "But I am a man, and you still have people making soup for me, do you think your grandson, me, has a weak body?"

In short, he is now on the bowl of tonic soup in front of him, is to be more disdainful on how disdainful.

This bowl of tonic soup is an insult to him.

He is a man, his body is good, there is no need for tonic.

The existence of this bowl of tonic soup means that in the eyes of others, he Jared is a strong man on the outside, looking tall and strong on the outside, but a false one on the inside.

On top of that, it is also a look down on his male ability.

Anyway, at this moment Jared's heart is very hot.

If not for the bowl of tonic soup given by his grandmother, replaced by others, he would have ripped the man's head off.

"When did I say you were vain?" As soon as the old lady took a look at Jared's gloomy face, she knew what her grandson was thinking.

After all, when he was young, the old man used to ask him the same thing.

When she was young, she also made soup for the old man, who was also very upset and felt that she was doubting his ability in which area.

At that time, the old man showed an expression exactly like Jared's now.

So she knew at a glance what Jared was thinking, calmly sipping tea and said: "If you are not deficient, you can not make up for it? Don't rely on the good health of young, now you think nothing to care about, no need to make up, until a little older really should be deficient, I am also for your own good, otherwise I care so much about you?"

Jared is not at all want to hear the word false, the more you hear the more uncomfortable in your heart.

Even though he already knows at this moment that the old lady is not giving him tonic soup because she thinks he is weak, but she wants to consolidate his body so that his health can keep getting better. But he is also still not happy in his heart.

Probably men have pride in this area and feel that whenever someone says they need to take a tonic, they subconsciously feel that they are doubting their masculinity.

So even if you know later that the other party did not mean it, you will be uncomfortable in your heart.

Jared is in this state of mind, looking at the tonic soup in front of him, how to look at how harsh, can't wait to pour it out to be comfortable.

And Amber is a woman, but will not feel that someone to make soup for themselves, is not able to.

She was just plain embarrassed and embarrassed.

Seeing both of them staring at the tonic soup in front of them and refusing to drink it, the old lady also had a headache.

She rubbed her temples and said, "What are you still waiting for, drink it, Amber, drink it, you were tired last night, drink more, make up for it, you are a girl, you suffer more in that area, drink some chicken soup to make up for it, don't feel embarrassed, there is nothing to be ashamed of, this kind of thing, it's a common feeling, everyone has experienced it, your grandmother I When I was young, your great- grandmother also gave me soup? As a person who came from that era, I don't feel any embarrassment, how come you, a modern born, are still more shy than me, an old woman?"

Being said by the old lady, Amber couldn't help but feel that isn't she really too conservative and a little too easily shy?

It is also, all know what she and Jared went through last night, one's own shyness down, it really does not seem to help.

Rather, it is better to face it with a straight face.

In said, Jared has never been shy, every time these encounters, the shy one is himself, and Jared has no heart and no lungs, living much easier than her.

So yourself, there are times when you should really learn from this man.

Maybe this way, the pressure is not so great.

The first thing she did was to take a deep breath, lift her head and squeeze out a smile, "Grandma is right, thank you for looking out for me and having the soup made for me." "That's right, no need to thank you, I am your grandmother, we are a family, doing this for you is what I should do as a grandmother, well, drink up." The old lady laughed. Amber hmmed, picked up a spoon, and slowly drank the soup.

A few sips of hot chicken soup down, I do not know if it is a psychological reason, not to mention, quite effective.

The original sore and soft body, now also became warm, sore and soft feeling, all of a sudden alleviated a lot, which makes her can not help but drink a few more sips.

The old lady kept smiling and watching her drink, and as she watched, her eyes shifted back to Jared next to Amber.

Jared did not drink, sitting there tightly pursed thin lips, wrinkling his brow bitterly stared at the tonic soup in front of him, as if the one in front of him was not a bowl of soup, but the same as killing his father's enemy, looking at the old lady a gas knot.

"What's the matter? You think your grandmother would poison you, so you just stare and don't drink?" The old lady spoke up, grimacing at him.