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Zhou Chengyan helped Qiao Ai to sit at the table, and happily brought a plate in front of Qiao Ai, "This is your favorite steamed fish last time. How about cooking today?"

Looking at Qiao Ai expectantly, Zhou Chengyan, who was waiting to be praised, never expected that the plate of fish just moved in front of Qiao Ai, which caused her to feel nauseous, retching, and her face became paler in an instant.

"What's the matter?" Zhou Chengyan frowned and almost twisted into a knot. Looking at Qiao Ai's pale face, he was very worried. Did he suffer too much from Mrs. Gu?

"I think we should go to the hospital, Ai Ai—"

With that said, Zhou Chengyan was about to leave to get the car keys.

"Why go to the hospital!"

Qiao Ai grabbed Zhou Chengyan's hand, "I probably lost my appetite because of my anger. At that time, my mother often did this. When I went to the hospital, the doctor just prescribed a few Chinese medicines for conditioning. Adjust your emotions. I am not regular, so I don't need to go to the hospital."

People are really fragile.

If a person is in a bad mood for a long time, it will affect his overall health, including loss of appetite, and he will not be interested in doing anything.

Qiao Ai has been in contact with Mrs. Gu these few times, and she has never been hurt by her words, which has caused her depression and affected her appetite. This is also very possible, but Zhou Chengyan is still worried, "You are not a doctor."

"Don't my own body know it? Isn't it all right now?"

Qiao Ai smiled, and let Zhou Chengyan see that he was no longer retching. In order to reassure him, he said, "Maybe there is still some fishy smell in the steamed fish, which makes me a little nauseous. Is there any stewed fish in a casserole today? Do you want it?" The casserole stewed fish I think is very delicious, I want to eat that."

"Of course there is."

Zhou Chengyan hurriedly put the steaming casserole in front of Qiao Ai.

The method of casserole fish is different from that of steamed fish, because more auxiliary ingredients such as onions and peppers are added, so the fishy smell of the fish is completely covered, and the tangy aroma is replaced.

Originally, Qiao Ai was worried that Zhou Chengyan would be worried about her nausea again, but when she smelled the aroma of fish casserole, she suddenly felt her appetite increased, and her stomach started to growl in cooperation.

After a gust of wind swept through the clouds, Qiao Ai ate the pot of stewed fish in casserole by himself.

Zhou Chengyan finally felt relieved after watching Qiao Ai's cheeks gradually turn red after the meal.

After tidying up the restaurant, Zhou Chengyan chatted with Qiao Ai for a while, discussing with her which day I can go fishing again, and then I can make a big fish feast, and then call Gu Nan, let him taste it too. Taste whether the top chef in the hotel did it better, or he did it himself.

Qiao Ai laughed at him, "Of course you cook delicious food, because you put a lot of vinegar in it."

"Are you making fun of your husband?"

Zhou Chengyan narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at Qiao Ai's finally flushed little face and her mischievous expression, showing a sense of temptation, his Adam's apple rolled unconsciously, and said in a deep voice, "If it wasn't for your physical discomfort My son, I will definitely not spare you tonight—"

Qiao Ai naturally understood the meaning of the words, because her body was still feeling tired, so she said in seconds, "Thank you, my husband, for your generosity."

After chatting for a while, Qiao Ai's mood was much better, so Zhou Chengyan took care of her and went to bed early.

The next morning.

When Qiao Ai woke up, Zhou Chengyan hadn't left yet.

Opening his sleepy eyes, he saw Zhou Chengyan sitting neatly on the head of her bed, with a pair of black eyes looking at her tenderly.

"Why haven't you gone to the company yet? Didn't Xia Yi say yesterday that the company needs you to chair a high-level meeting?" Because he just woke up, his slightly hoarse and lazy voice was full of charm.

"How does your body feel?" It turned out that Zhou Chengyan was still thinking about her body.

"It's all right, I slept and felt refreshed."

Although it's a bit exaggerated, Qiao Ai is indeed much more comfortable than yesterday, "Besides, I'm already hungry and my stomach is deflated—"

Qiao Ai made a coquettish expression to Zhou Chengyan.

"That's good, breakfast is ready. The toothpaste has been squeezed for you, and the mouthwash has been picked up. You go to wash up first, and I will serve you a meal. I made some porridge for you this morning—— "

Qiao Ai grabbed Zhou Chengyan who was about to get up and go to the kitchen, "You should go to the company quickly. I can do these things by myself. You have taken such good care of me that I am almost useless."

"Don't talk nonsense. Aren't you in poor health?" Zhou Chengyan looked at her dotingly.

"It's really all right, it was an emergency yesterday. You go quickly—"

As she said that, Qiao Ai got up and pushed Zhou Chengyan away, because her affairs had already delayed his work too much, and how many things were waiting for him to deal with the huge Zhou family.

"No, you can't leave me like this now." Zhou Chengyan refused.

"Then why don't you just come back after the meeting? I'm fine right now, I'm just standing here. What's there to worry about?" In order to reassure Zhou Chengyan, Qiao Ai deliberately made a funny face at him Son.

Zhou Chengyan couldn't hold back Qiao Ai, so he had to agree, and before leaving the house, he didn't forget to turn around and tell him, "Remember to drink the porridge while it's hot, and I'll be back within an hour."

"Don't worry, I will take care of myself."

Qiao Ai smiled, gave Zhou Chengyan a reassuring expression, then waved to him, and closed the door.

Qiao Ai, who was really hungry, finished washing quickly, went to the kitchen to fill a bowl of steaming nutritious eight-treasure porridge, picked it up and started eating.

I really don't know what time Zhou Chengyan got up and started cooking porridge. The eight-treasure porridge is so bad.

Qiao Ai ate small spoonfuls, and the more he ate, the more he liked it. After eating a small bowl, he filled another bowl.

Of course, after eating a bowl, I felt confident and started to find something for myself.

Because eating alone can be really boring.

After thinking about it, Qiao Ai took out her phone and planned to listen to music.

As soon as the phone was slid open, several news were pushed one after another with a few beeps of "beep beep--".

The bored Qiao Ai was eating eight-treasure porridge, glanced at it casually, and planned to quit the news page to listen to the music. Unexpectedly, the words of a video news title attracted her attention, and her hand holding the spoon suddenly stopped in front of her face. .

——The world is full of wonders, and Qiao Ai's tricks to recognize relatives are jaw-dropping!

Is the "Joe Ai" in the news referring to me?
Subconsciously, Qiao Ai felt that something was wrong——