Noble wife

This is a cute thermal box, with two lovely bears printed on the outside of the box, snuggling together.

Open the lid, and the top layer is a box of vegetables, including Zhong Ziqi's favorite fried lotus root slices, beautifully stewed small pumpkins, and thinly sliced ​​slices of naturally ripe peaches, three of which look delicious.

Remove each small box one by one. There are three layers of small boxes stacked up and down. The seams of each layer are very tight and will not leak.On the top are some dishes just mentioned, in the middle is a box of very light noodles with a few eggs in it, and the bottom layer is rice.

Look, they are all delicious.Especially those vegetables, pumpkin, fried lotus root, peaches, these are Zhong Ziqi's favorites.Zhong Ziqi was very touched, Bo Chou was very caring, and prepared all the food she liked, tears rolled in her eyes a few times, but finally did not flow out, Zhong Ziqi didn't want Bo Chou to see her embarrassment.

"Ziqi, eat it quickly, it's very delicious," said Zhong Ziqi with his left hand around Zhong Ziqi's belly, letting her sit on him, and holding the small box of vegetables in his other hand, so that Zhong Ziqi could eat easily.

Bo Chou said affectionately, "The noodles below will be eaten later, eat first, come, try this sliced ​​lotus root, it's delicious, I learned this box of lunch before making it."

Bo Chou explained to Zhong Ziqi, hoping she would taste it soon, it was all his wish: "Okay, I see, thank you husband" Zhong Ziqi replied, picked up a slice of lotus root, his face was full of intoxication, all of a sudden Put it in your mouth.

Suddenly stopped, Zhong Ziqi's body didn't move, his hands and arms didn't move, and his mouth also suddenly stopped.Then, immediately, suddenly, the mouth opened, and a slice of lotus root was spit out, onto the sleeve of Bo Chou's left arm, making the sleeve a little greasy.

Zhong Ziqi's reaction made Bo Chou's face turn black, and his heart felt cold. Seeing that the lotus root slices had stained Bo Chou's sleeves, Zhong Ziqi put the insulation box aside and took it as well. Put down the small box in Bo Chou's hand.

Standing up, gently wiped Bo Chou's sleeves with a paper towel, seeing that Bo Chou was a little unhappy, and comforted him softly: "Husband, I'm sorry, I'm used to eating bland food these days, and suddenly I ate it The lotus root just now had a sudden overreaction, but it actually tastes pretty good. It’s just a bit salty.”

"It's edible. Besides, as long as you let me eat it, it's delicious. I'll wipe your clothes, then I'll eat, and I'll wash you later." Zhong Ziqi wiped Bo Chou's sleeves in a normal way , usually comforting carefully, as if afraid of Bo Chou's discomfort.

In fact, just now, when Zhong Ziqi subconsciously spit out lotus root slices, Bo Chou knew that this dish was not tasty, and when she said that it was a bit salty but edible, the things I gave her were all delicious. Bo Chou knew it was poor workmanship and put too much salt.

Seeing Zhong Ziqi carefully comforting herself, Bo Chou felt grateful for her understanding, and also regretted that her intentions were not perfect. This was the first time that she cooked for the one she loved. Birthday love meal.

These peaches, these noodles, and these eggs are all meaningful for birthdays, and other dishes are her favorite dishes.It's a pity for my own hard work. Of course, I can't easily tell Su Ziqi that I cook by myself. This is my first time.

"Ziqi, I'm sorry, this is made by my nutritionist. It's a waste of my trust in him. I usually cook delicious food. I didn't expect that I didn't take it seriously. I'm so sloppy. I must have mistaken salt for sugar, too. I'm not responsible anymore." Bo Chou said angrily, and made up a nutritionist.

"Don't eat this dish. Eat noodles and eggs. It's different. I made it, and the nutritionist made it. Try my noodles."

Bo Chou took the box of noodles and the spoon with one hand, stopped Zhong Ziqi from sitting on his lap, and when Zhong Ziqi sat still, he purposely wrapped Su Ziqi with his right hand that hadn't touched the lotus root slices, The other hand picked up Hei Mo, and asked Su Ziqi to pick up noodles and eggs to eat.

Hearing Bo Chou's words about who did this and who did those things, Zhong Ziqi understood that this box of lunch, including the noodles, including the box of very salty vegetables, and the rice, are really different.

In Zhong Ziqi's eyes, Fan, who is as domineering as the president, is like his own thin lover. He never sees someone who cooks for himself, but he cooks for himself.

She was even more moved, feeling that she was too reckless just now, no wonder her Bo Li was unhappy with her behavior, at this moment she suddenly felt that the dish should be delicious.

"Husband, eating noodles and eggs is a little monotonous. Those dishes are delicious when eaten with this noodles." Zhong Ziqi suddenly changed her tune, she rarely called Bo Chou that way on weekdays.

Put the spoon in the noodle box, take the vegetable box with the right hand, and use the spoon to drive some vegetables into the noodles, there are a few slices of lotus root, a few slices of peach, and 2 small pieces of pumpkin, and then put the box to the original place.Not much later, Su Ziqi slowly stirred the noodles a few times with a spoon to let these things disperse.

After a while, Zhong Ziqi scooped up a few noodles, put the pumpkin between them, and brought it to his mouth.With a satisfied and happy look, he shut his mouth and swallowed gently.Then open your eyes and repeat with a few spoonfuls. "Husband, it's really good. It's good to eat together like this," Zhong Ziqi said happily, "Come on, put this box on my lap. Don't get your hands too tired. Put me here, it won't hurt too much." Far, convenient."

Bo Chou obeyed, but put his hand on Zhong Ziqi's leg first, trying to use it as a cushion, and then distribute the noodle box on it later.Put your hand on your leg, slap upwards, before your hand lands, Bo Chou suddenly reverses your hand and covers your slap, a few red dots flash past.

"What's wrong, what's wrong with your hand, husband!" Zhong Ziqi didn't miss these details, saw the red dot, and asked anxiously.Quickly grabbed his thin right hand, opened it, and saw a few water bubbles, red.Zhong Ziqi understood, tears rolled in his eyes, and he tried to go back, but he couldn't succeed after all.

A few tears fell on Bo Chou's palm and splashed on several red bubbles, the redness of the bubbles seemed to dissipate a little.Feeling the tears, Bo Chou knew that his Zhong Ziqi was crying, even if the food he cooked was unsuccessful, he was willing to cook for her himself, even if it was unsuccessful, she was willing to accept it.It hurt her to see me hurt.

"It's okay, I accidentally splashed a few drops of oil, it will be fine in two days. It's much better now than when I was cooking just now. Besides," Bo Chou pulled out his right hand and raised his palm a little so that Su Ziqi could see clearly In turn, he comforted Zhong Ziqi, saying, "Look, the bubbles are not big, but a little red, so don't worry. Don't worry, it makes me feel bad."

"It's so stupid, it doesn't hurt, it's all red, no, I'll get some medicine and apply it to you." Zhong Ziqi insisted on applying medicine to Bo Chou's hand, hoping to get better soon.