My late husband is back in a different vest

After the infusion, it was already noon, Xia Shengsheng sat up, not as uncomfortable as before, her first thought was to go back to the Lu Group to help Lu Meng.

Quickened her pace, just as Xia Shengsheng wanted to go out, Xi Yan grabbed her by the collar and said, "You are in such a hurry, where do you want to go?"

Listening to Xi Yan's voice, Xia Shengsheng stopped where she was, like a child who had done something bad, and said mechanically: "It's okay, I just went to find Lu Meng."

As soon as the words fell, Xia Shengsheng wanted to slap herself. Why didn't she lie every time she saw Xi Yan? Could it be that in her eyes, Xi Yan was still a very dignified existence?

Unwilling to admit it, she turned around, and what she saw was a scene that surprised her.

Xi Yan was wearing an apron and holding a spoon in his hand. Although he looked cold, he had the smell of a family "cooking husband". For a moment, Xia Shengsheng thought he was still dreaming.

Rubbing his eyes, Xi Yan still stood in front of him calmly, and said: "Don't be stupid, come and eat something, you haven't eaten anything since last night, have you? Don't you intend to cure the disease?"

Frowning, Xi Yan's tone didn't have the slightest urgency, on the contrary, there was a strong sense of worry, all of which passed into Xia Shengsheng's ears, with a feeling of impatience.

She stepped forward quickly, walked around Xi Yan, and muttered: "I'm so hungry, what are you eating today? Seeing how excited you are, is there any good food for you to wear?" Apron to get a taste of the kitchen, what a surprise."

Xia Shengsheng didn't even want to think about Xi Yan's cooking, so she walked aimlessly to the table, and what she saw at a glance were millet porridge and boiled vegetable leaves on the table... …

This...is she a rabbit?
Blinking her eyes, Xia Shengsheng tried her best to make herself feel like she was dreaming. She frowned, but no matter how she blinked, what she saw after opening was still a table of dishes that looked like vegetarian animals.

Looking back at Xi Yan, Xia Shengsheng asked cautiously: "Xi Yan, did you make all these things for me?"

Listening to Xia Shengsheng's words, Xi Yan nodded, and said, "I made it, otherwise, am I wearing this thing to look good?"

Picking up the corners of the apron on his body, Xi Yan wished he could throw away the apron right now, a gentleman wearing this, and it's his first time cooking, how decent is it?
Sitting on the chair, Xia Shengsheng's complexion looked very ugly, while Xi Yan was sitting beside Xia Shengsheng, seeing her delaying moving her chopsticks, asked, "What's the matter, no appetite?"

"No." Xia Shengsheng replied with a bitter smile: "Do I have to eat such clear soup?"

He looked at Xi Yan pitifully. There were only green vegetables on the table, but such green vegetables looked like they had been boiled with water, without any oil or water.

With a troubled expression on his face, Xia Shengsheng picked up the chopsticks with difficulty, picked up a piece of green vegetable, and put it in his mouth. It was full of the taste of the green vegetable itself, but this feeling was not good.

Xi Yan on the side didn't speak, but his eyes were fixed on Xia Shengsheng, and he almost wrote the words "quick praise me" on his face, which made Xia Shengsheng feel a lot of pressure.

She savored the taste of the original vegetables that she hadn't eaten for a long time, and said with a strong smile: "I think it's delicious, although it's very bland, but it's just for a sick person like me, so I asked the housekeeper to make another one for you." Come on, I'll just eat this plate myself."

Fearing that Xi Yan would feel that his cooking would be unpalatable after eating, Xia Shengsheng put all the dishes in front of her, and gobbled up Xi Yan's hard work.

After finally swallowing the last bite, Xia Shengsheng breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time, she also saw Xi Yan's injured finger with one small cut after another, which looked quite distressing.

Frowning, Xia Shengsheng stretched out his hand, grabbed his hand, and asked curiously: "You made yourself like this for cooking?"

The voice was worried, Xia Shengsheng never thought that this guy Xi Yan would torture his own hands in order to cook for himself, is he a fool?
"It's okay." Xi Yan immediately withdrew his hand. After being praised, his mood improved a lot: "It's just a carelessness, it's not a big problem."

Xia Shengsheng knew that Xi Yan, this guy, had never been in the kitchen since he was a child, and now he just started cooking. It is already very good to be able to do this.

But the dense scars on his hands were really scorching, Xia Shengsheng frowned, with displeasure in his eyes.

If he had known that Xi Yan would be injured, he should not have let Xi Yan into the kitchen if he was killed.

Xia Shengsheng stood up, took the disinfectant alcohol from one side, and carefully wiped it on Xi Yan's fingers with a cotton swab. The gentle movements still made Xi Yan frown slightly.

"Let me tell you, you are not allowed to enter the kitchen again." Xia Shengsheng's voice was flat, but her eyes had already been on the man. She glared at Xi Yan with displeasure.

If it wasn't because Xi Yan had to cook for himself, he wouldn't be what he is now, and he shouldn't be allowed to take any action in the first place, only in this way can he be by his side properly.

Seeing Xia Shengsheng wipe the wound for himself so carefully, Xi Yan's face calmed down. He didn't resist, but obediently stretched out his hand and asked Xia Shengsheng to apply disinfectant alcohol on himself.

The disinfectant alcohol was a bit cold, Xi Yan calmly accepted the touch of Xia Shengsheng smearing himself with disinfectant alcohol, but his eyes never left Xia Shengsheng's face from the beginning to the end.

His eyes softened, Xia Shengsheng soon finished the medicine, looked at Xi Yan's hand, and nodded in satisfaction.

That's the only way it looks like that.

With a soft voice, Xia Shengsheng said with reproach, "If you dare to go to the kitchen next time, be careful that I will tie you up!"

Anyway, Xi Yan has attacked him several times. If Xi Yan is not willing to be obedient, then Xia Shengsheng doesn't have to give in to him.

Thinking of this, Xia Shengsheng, whose gaze was still gentle, looked at Xi Yan in front of him, her every move was gentle, her eyes shone brightly, and she carefully handled the wounds on Xi Yan's hands one after another.

I have never seen Xi Yan willing to go into the kitchen before, and I don't know if Xi Yan has taken the wrong medicine these days, and he goes to the kitchen much faster than the housekeeper every time.

If it weren't for Xia Shengsheng's reluctance to eat these bland boiled dishes, she would rather let Xi Yan make more dishes for herself. After all, this guy seems to be a bit talented, at least he didn't burn the pot.

Just as Xi Yan was going to the bathroom, Xia Shengsheng walked into the kitchen with the bowls and chopsticks she had finished eating, and what caught her eyes was an extremely messy room and a frying spoon with a black unidentified object.