Chapter 141: Zhan Qipei Wants to Feed Qiao Jing

"Peeling shrimp," Zhan Qipei responded indifferently.

Su Manhan subconsciously opened her mouth.

She knows you're peeling shrimp, but was that her question?

It's not 'okay', is it?

Before Su Manhan could think of something else to say, Zhan Qipei peeled another shrimp and put it into Qiao Jing's bowl.

And it didn't end there. Zhan Qipei picked up a piece of fish, placed it on his own plate, meticulously removed all the bones, and then placed it into Qiao Jing's bowl as well.

At this act, Su Manhan and the others watched, dumbfounded.

Zhan Yuanshan was so amused that he couldn't help but burst out in loud laughter.

"Good, very good! That's what a qualified good husband does!" Zhan Yuanshan stroked his beard, his old eyes squinting with mirth as he looked at Zhan Qipei with great satisfaction.

Qiao Jing looked at the shrimp and fish in her bowl, her expression one of awkward indecision—neither to eat nor to abstain.