One Thought Addiction: Fu Shao's Heart-to-heart Doting on His Wife

Jian Changqing didn't get an answer for a long time. This kind of waste of food is very hateful.

"Don't you want to explain?" Jian Changqing asked.

Fu Nianchen raised his head, "I'm sorry, I'll pay for today's loss, don't blame Yixiu, it's my fault, I miscalculated the situation."

Fu Nianchen's attitude of admitting his mistakes was very good, and he even spoke up for Ning Yixiu.

But Ning Yixiu didn't appreciate it at all.

"You don't need to be responsible, it's because I didn't have the right mentality." Ning Yixiu, not to be outdone, took the responsibility.

The two started arguing again, and this time it was replaced by a confession.

"Okay!" Jian Changqing got a headache from the quarrel between the two, "Come out and eat."

It's a pity, but it's already turned into lumps of coal, and there is no way to recover, so I can only look forward to it.

Several people came to the table, looking at the table full of eggs, their appetites were not very good.

Little Pudding has always eaten the meals made by Jian Changqing, and there are various pastries and snacks from time to time, which are above the standard. She is not used to eating such dishes as she is dealing with.

"I ate the cake, and I'm not hungry yet." Little Pudding thought for a moment, took a few bites, and then put down his chopsticks.

Those few mouthfuls were rice with seaweed and egg soup, which was worth a few mouthfuls.

Little Pudding looked awkward, she looked at Fu Nianchen and Ning Yixiu pitifully, she had already taken care of their feelings, otherwise, she wouldn't even be able to pick up the chopsticks.

"I brought wine here, why don't we open it now." Fu Nianchen didn't have much appetite, not only because of the table full of eggs, but also because of the dishes on the table all made by Ning Yixiu alone, and he didn't want to cheer .

Fu Nianchen opened the wine and took two glasses.

"No need, I have a cold and take medicine, so I can't drink alcohol." Ning Yixiu refused.

Fu Nianchen felt a little pity, he said to Jian Changqing, "What about you?"

Jian Changqing also shook her head, she didn't know how to drink when she was raising children.

Fu Nianchen didn't force himself, he poured his own drink, and with the wine as a cover, it didn't matter whether he ate the dish or not.

Only Jian Changqing is very face-saving, and eats with chopsticks.

These are all simple home-cooked dishes. They are not delicious, but they are not unpalatable, but they are too greasy.

Ning Yixiu was also tired of it.

"Why don't you order takeaway, the distance is short and the delivery will be fast." Ning Yixiu put down his chopsticks and persuaded Jian Changqing who had been eating.

"No need, don't waste food." It's not hard to eat, just eat slowly. Jian Changqing's speed is not bad with a sip of food and water.

Seeing Little Pudding, she picked up her chopsticks again and put the food into her mouth. She ate slowly, but she was also contributing her strength.

Fu Nianchen looked at the expressions of the mother and daughter who looked at death as if they were at home, which was a little funny.

"These are Yixiu's favorite dishes. If it wasn't for the trouble of doing it himself, he would like to cook it every day. He can eat three big bowls of these dishes. Don't eat too much, lest he can't eat enough," Fu Nianchen It is far away from this table dish, and I have no intention of eating it.

Both Jian Changqing and Little Pudding stared at Ning Yixiu, waiting for his answer.

Ning Yixiu stared at two scorching eyes, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, but his back molars were clenched tightly.

"That's right, don't fight me." Ning Yixiu couldn't bear to eat as if the mother and daughter were suffering, so he had to follow Fu Nianchen's words.

"Let's see." Fu Nianchen had an expression that you think I'm right.