C358 Concealed Wealthy Marriage

Tong Wenya suddenly put the spoon back and looked at her rosy face with a faint smile. "Are you in a hurry for me to drink the soup?"

A hint of panic flashed across Hong Yan's eyes and she quickly lowered her head. "I'm just afraid that the soup won't taste good. Besides, it's so cold, Miss Tong will catch a cold if she drinks the cold soup."

"Is that so? "Thank you