There is a cute wife at home: Mr. President, please hold on

He Lianquan turned his head and glanced at Zhen Jiabao who was sitting by the bed, then got up to make way for Miss Zhongsen to make way for a narrow path. Miss Zhongmori didn't even look at Helian Quan, and walked into the room with her arms full of things.

"Miss Nakamori, you are..."

Zhen Jiabao looked at Yoko Nakamori's big and small bags, and thought she had something to do, so he got up to pick them up.

Miss Nakamori seemed not to reject Zhen Jiabao as much as He Lianquan did. She walked to the empty coffee table and carefully put down the things in her arms, then shook her arms.

Zhen Jiabao looked at the things that Ms. Nakamori put on the coffee table. They were all exquisitely packaged gifts. Because they were wrapped in various wrapping papers, they couldn't see clearly what was inside.

After Ms. Nakamori loosened her arms, she dragged Zhen Jiabao to sit on the sofa next to the tea table together, took out one of the things from the pile and stuffed it into Zhen Jiabao's hand.

"I didn't know that I would meet you before I came here, so I didn't prepare enough gifts..."

Miss Nakamori even took a special look at He Lianquan who had just closed the door and followed her back to the room. It was obvious that she was heartbroken at the behavior she had tried so hard to show her kindness to He Lianquan.

"Although I didn't think of you when preparing these gifts, I don't want to give them to those who should have received them now."

There was something in Miss Zhongsen's words, although she had no interest in He Lianquan at all, she still wanted to stab him with words.

Zhen Jiabao held the little thing that Ms. Nakamori had forced into her hand, and didn't know what to say.

After all, although Miss Nakamori is frank now, if Zhen Jiabao followed what Miss Nakamori said, he might be suspected of making trouble.

He Lianquan also felt that he had no right to speak when Ms. Nakamori was complaining. To be honest, Helian Quan had some headaches about the existence of Yoko Nakamori except when she was about to bring Zhen Jiabao to meet their father and daughter, but when she knew He Lianquan was a little ashamed of his performance after he was married.

So He Lianquan and Zhen Jiabao fell into silence, and let Miss Zhongmori continue talking instead.

"I don't know what you like. When I came from home, I brought a lot of gifts. I heard that you are leaving the hotel tonight. I brought them here. I hope you like them."

Ms. Nakamori was also because these gifts were carefully prepared at home. Since it was no longer suitable for Helian Quan, Miss Nakamori didn't want to throw these gifts into her own hands.

Simply put, Zhen Jiabao's temper was quite in the heart of Miss Zhongmori. Miss Zhongmori still vaguely remembered that Zhen Jiabao really cared from the bottom of her heart when she drank to drown her sorrows last night, so she simply gave all these gifts to Zhen Jiabao.

After expressing her feelings to Zhen Jiabao, Miss Nakamori immediately urged Zhen Jiabao to open the box in her hand.

"It's not yet the time for the cherry blossoms to bloom, otherwise I could use fresh cherry blossoms as ingredients."

Ms. Nakamori watched as Zhen Jiabao quickly opened the box, but it turned out that it contained a more delicate carved glass bottle, which contained cherry blossom-flavored cookies made by Ms. Nakamori herself.

Zhen Jiabao has always been very fond of cherry blossoms, and he has long known that the cherry blossoms in the Neon Kingdom are the most famous, although some people have deduced that the cherry blossoms in the Neon Kingdom are also passed down from China, and there are also very famous cherry blossom landscapes in China , but neon has indeed developed the cherry blossom culture to the extreme.

Although Zhen Jiabao has never eaten cherry blossom flavored food, looking at those various photos and promotions has already made his heart itch. If it weren't for the fact that Ms. Nakamori was still in front of him, Zhen Jiabao would have to open the bottle and taste it immediately. up.

Miss Nakamori looked at Zhen Jiabao's unfaltering surprised expression, and felt that Zhen Jiabao's reaction made her very fond of it, so she opened up the souvenirs even more vigorously.

"This is the salted cherry blossom Daifuku. Even the salted cherry blossoms are made by myself, but I have never made Daifuku before, so I am afraid that the craftsmanship still needs to be refined."

Miss Nakamori and Zhen Jiabao were modest, but Zhen Jiabao was holding the bottle of cherry blossom cookies in his hand, and his eyes had already been glued to those big blessings.

Cherry blossoms have always been loved by so many people. One of the reasons is that cherry blossoms have a very fragile beauty, and they always try their best every time they bloom. When they fall, they often roll up a shower of petals with the wind. See It looks quite spectacular.

What Zhen Jiabao didn't expect was that even the fallen cherry blossoms could have such an aesthetic feeling after being made into a typical one. Although the petals have become dark and curly, they still look graceful in the crystal clear Daifuku.

Zhen Jiabao couldn't help thanking Ms. Nakamori for her kindness from the bottom of her heart, her eyes rolled up.

As expected of an international friend, Zhen Jiabao secretly regretted that he still had so much resentment in his heart when he was waiting to welcome Miss Nakamori yesterday——If I had known that Miss Nakamori was such an angelic person, why did I have to wait before the plane landed? Having such an awkward fight with Helian Quan.

After unpacking all the presents, Zhen Jiabao discovered that most of the souvenirs brought by Ms. Nakamori were dim sum made by herself, and they all looked good.

Zhen Jiabao was naturally elated, and he was even more enthusiastic about Miss Zhongsen who had shown so much kindness to him. It seemed that he was about to drag Miss Zhongsen to marry Jinlan together.

Sure enough, the power of foodies is infinite. He Lianquan looked at Zhen Jiabao's eyes, and each time Ms. Nakamori unwrapped a new gift box, it became brighter. He couldn't help but doubt whether he or Xishan Villa gave it to him. Zhen Jiabao felt wronged.

Otherwise, how could he be so touched when he was given some snacks.

Seeing He Lianquan beside her, Miss Zhongsen's expression became more and more gloomy, and she also felt that she had indeed stayed in their room for a long time. She looked like she liked it very much, and Ms. Nakamori ran away in time when she was done.

"Since you like it, then you must tell me when you're done. Although I don't have any other skills, I'm good at making dim sum."

Before leaving their room, Ms. Nakamori winked at Zhen Jiabao playfully. After finally meeting someone who gave such a good response to her craftsmanship, Ms. Nakamori naturally cherished it.

Zhen Jiabao still didn't feel any difficulty about going to Zheng's house, so she agreed to Miss Zhongsen very happily. After Miss Zhongsen was finally sent out by He Lianquan, she immediately ran back to sit on the sofa and picked up the glass bottle.

"This is made of cherry blossoms from Neon's own country. Helianquan, I really want to thank you. If it weren't for you, Miss Nakamori would not have personally made so many dim sum."

While Zhen Jiabao struggled to unscrew the lid of the cookie bottle, he made fun of He Lianquan.

He Lianquan shook his head slightly, looking at Zhen Jiabao's heartless look, he didn't understand why it seemed that Zhen Jiabao could face everything calmly.

It was like Zhen Jiabao knew that people from the Zheng family would come to take her away from him in a while, but he was not worried at all, and he was still in high spirits for a few snacks.

Zhen Jiabao was indeed very happy because of the snacks sent by Ms. Nakamori, but this happiness only lasted until she put a cookie in her mouth.

He Lianquan has eaten the taste of traditional snacks in the Neon Kingdom. To be honest, even if Helian Quan grew up in Sicily, he does not have a traditional Chinese stomach, but he still feels the taste of the Neon Kingdom. It was too unsuitable for him.

And... He Lianquan looked at Zhen Jiabao's indescribable expression after he happily took a bite of his body, thinking that Zhen Jiabao might be disillusioned now.

"...Maybe cherry blossoms are not suitable for making cookies. I'll try something else."

After Zhen Jiabao swallowed the half of the cookie, he was stunned for two or three seconds before he put the bottle in his hand on the coffee table, picked out those crystal clear cherry blossoms from among those things.

Daifuku looks like jelly, and the salted cherry blossoms lie quietly in the transparent crystal solid, which is very attractive.

If desserts are also classified according to their appearance, then the appearance of this cherry blossom Daifuku can definitely be ranked among the top few in the world. Zhen Jiabao thought that such a beautiful thing should not be unpalatable, even with a fork in his hand There are also some who don't know how to start.

"It's so beautiful, I really can't bear to eat it."

Zhen Jiabao hesitated for a long time with the fork in his hand, then dug a piece from a corner of Dafu and put it in his mouth.

There was another longer silence than before, and Zhen Jiabao frowned this time.

"...It's not unpalatable, but it has no taste at all."
Zhen Jiabao complained silently, and when he looked at the other snacks, he obviously didn't have high expectations.

To be honest, Zhen Jiabao has such high expectations for the desserts made of cherry blossoms because of his mouth. It is very normal to know that it is very normal to use flowers as raw materials. For example, the flower cakes in Yunnan are based on Roses are used as the raw material. As soon as the package is opened, there will be a strong fragrance of roses but it will not make people feel tired after eating. It has always been Zhen Jiabao's favorite.

I just didn't expect that although the salted cherry blossoms were beautiful, Zhen Jiabao didn't get any related taste from the cherry blossoms - only the salty taste permeated the tip of his tongue. Zhen Jiabao thought that if he closed his eyes, he might only think that The raw material for this daifuku is a glass of salt water.

It's just that even if the raw material is not a cup of salt water, it's almost the same. Zhen Jiabao put down the small fork in his hand, looked at the table full of good-looking dim sum and sighed deeply.

"Helian Quan, tell me, how can such beautiful flowers make dim sum so unpalatable."

Zhen Jiabao's tone was bleak, looking at those typical expressions, it was obvious that he hated iron for nothing.

It's just that the hostess didn't think that it was Ms. Zhongsen's poor craftsmanship at all—isn't it? If the lady's skill in making dim sum is really not very good, how could she show this skill.