The Almighty Wife explodes

It was torture.

If it continues like this tonight, she will die!

She slowly moved into the living room, fortunately Gu Yancheng had already gone to work, otherwise he would have seen himself in such a mess.

She shook her head, pushing the thought out of her mind.

"Are you up?" Gu Yancheng raised his head from the kitchen.

Meng Yao looked terrified, "You are not! Didn't you go to work?"

Who will tell her why Gu Yancheng didn't go?

"Tossed you until midnight last night. If I got dressed and went to work in the morning, what would I be? So I asked for leave and stayed to take care of you."

Meng Yao laughed dryly twice.

She squeezed out four words from her teeth, "It's not necessary!"

She wants to have a good rest by herself, rather than him serving her here.

She would be even more shy if she served her.

Meng Yao blushed, "Why are you so thick-skinned, you don't feel shy when you say such things!"

Gu Yancheng turned his head and looked at her with a very strange look, "You are my girlfriend, why should I be shy?"

That's right.

But Meng Yao still felt that speaking of such things so frankly was also a kind of talent, if it were her, she would not be able to do it.

Meng Yao took two deep breaths.

"In the future, you should restrain yourself a little bit."

"Which aspect of restraint?" Gu Yancheng directly drove the car onto the highway.

Meng Yao's eyes widened, "You, what nonsense are you talking about! I, I won't tell you anymore!"

She turned her head angrily.

She had never been so speechless before.

"Okay, okay, don't tell me, then you should eat this first." After speaking, Gu Yancheng brought out the food he just made from the kitchen.

That thing is a bowl of chicken soup.

When Meng Yao saw the chicken soup, three black lines appeared on her forehead.

She has shades of chicken soup now!
Meng Yao pursed her lips, with a face of resistance, "Can I not drink?"

Gu Yancheng saw her worry at a glance, "Don't worry, the chicken soup I made this time is different from the chicken soup you made last time."

After finishing speaking, he realized that his words could easily hurt Meng Yao's weak heart, so he added, "Of course, I'm not saying that you didn't cook well last time, but that the chicken soup you made last time was not good." What kind of salt taste, I added salt this time, I tasted it, it’s not bad.”

Meng Yao gritted her teeth, "Then I really thank you!"

"You're welcome." Gu Yancheng accepted her thanks frankly.

But Meng Yao was so angry that he was half dead.

She looked at the chicken soup, frowned slightly, and finally drank the full bowl into her stomach.

How should I put it, the taste is definitely not as good as the outside.

But yeah, it was better than she did last time.

After Meng Yao finished a bowl of chicken soup, she felt that the chicken soup had a taste of traditional Chinese medicine.

Suddenly, she seemed to have thought of something, and turned to look at Gu Yancheng, "What did you add to the chicken soup?"

Gu Yancheng smiled deeply, "Angelica, Radix Ginseng, Wolfberry."

Really, great supplements.

Meng Yao's complexion suddenly became strange.

She rubbed her head, "I'm not confinement, why are you making those nourishing medicinal materials in it!"

Gu Yancheng looked aggrieved, "I heard from them that adding these things can replenish qi and blood. I think you need it, so I added it."

Meng Yao's expression was weird and complicated.