After being teased by a half-breed brother

Because someone is now a treasure among treasures, he must not be neglected. What he eats is also a special breakfast carefully prepared by nutrition experts.

But the pregnant woman looked at the pile of rich food in front of her, and put down the knife and fork in her hand with an unhappy expression.

Gower was very understanding of him, antenatal depression, loss of appetite.This is something that no one else can help, it can only be adjusted by the pregnant woman himself.

He said to the pregnant woman, "Even if you are not hungry, you should eat more, for the sake of the baby in your belly..."

Whoops, at this point, Gore's heart skipped a beat, "The pregnant woman is out of her mind now, shouldn't she think more about it? He must think that everyone only cares about his baby!"

Sure enough, the face of the pregnant woman over there darkened, and before he could speak, Gore stopped him in a hurry, "For your own body, walking around in the morning is so exhausting, eat more."

"Of course I know this!"

The corners of Liao Zefan's drooping mouth immediately raised an arc, "I just think we should eat the same."

"Okay!!!"

Gao Er looked at Liao Zefan's nutritionally balanced breakfast, which looked good, and readily agreed.

but

"Um~~~"

Gore took a sip of the porridge that he didn't know what was in it, and there was a strange taste in his mouth, but he sneaked a look at Liao Zefan and swallowed it down.

Pregnant women have different tastes than others.

"what about the taste?"

Liao Zefan ate quite appetizingly.

"It's okay, it's okay." Gore wiped his mouth while smiling.

"Really?" Liao Zefan asked after him.

Gao Er took another two mouthfuls of the strange-flavored pancakes, and looked at Liao Zefan sincerely, "It's delicious."

He is now full of thoughts about where to find some food later.

"I don't think so!" Liao Zefan lowered his head and ate with relish, without raising his eyelids.

"........."

Goyle wiped his mouth with a tissue.

Someone was right, he really didn't want to eat it.

Liao Zefan continued to say very frankly, "Just based on the three simple dishes you cooked for me at the beginning, I know that you will definitely not be able to eat normal food taste."

"what?"

Gore's heart trembled, as if he had been shocked by an electric shock, he turned his head in a daze.

Without shame, Gore has always thought that his cooking skills are very good, and Liao Zefan is the first one, and the one he cares about the most, to evaluate his cooking skills like this.

"Don't do this!"

Liao Zefan looked at Gao Er's unbelievable expression and couldn't help shaking his head with a sigh.

Gore doesn't have a clue about his craft, so it's better to explain everything clearly while he is pregnant now.

He went on to say, "Let me tell you the truth, I was always a picky eater before eating your dishes, but after eating your dishes, I don't want to be picky eaters anymore. It's not an exaggeration at all, what you cook is very It's unpalatable!"

These words came from Liao Zefan's mouth, whether Gao Er believed it or not, his heart was half cold.

But, thinking about it, Liao Zefan drank his full pot of cabbage tofu soup that day, and his heart felt a little warm, which showed that his cooking skills still have merit.

In order to get a compliment from someone, Gore presented some facts, "You drank a lot of my soup that day, which shows that my soup is still very good."

If he didn't mention the ironclad fact, Liao Zefan almost forgot that he ate white rice in soup that day.

Now that I think about it, I had to stab Gao Er in the heart again, "That's because only that one can be eaten, my rice is soaked in soup, can I have some more soup!"

At that time, he was also hungry with his chest stuck to his back, so of course he would eat more if he could eat.

Gore, "...."

His culinary skills, which he was so proud of, were completely denied by the pregnant woman. Gore was leaned on the chair, letting the knives in his heart subdue the bleeding.

Liao Zefan was full, raised his eyelids, looked at Gao Er's face full of disappointment, and looked puzzled: He is a painter, if he can't cook well, he can't cook well. No one is perfect, so he doesn't need Care so much!

But the pregnant woman thought about it, that meal should not be eaten for free, and then comforted, "Actually, the food you cook still has its advantages, such as good knife skills, and what's more, the special... taste very good."

After Gao Er heard it, he immediately sat upright, with the corners of his eyes glowing with pleading for approval, "Which dish?"

Liao Zefan thought for a while, "Well...that's the one...well, that's the one...yes, white rice...the rice is really good!"

"........"

It was another stab to the ground.

However, at this time, Steward Sun didn't know the truth, so he came over to comfort him, and said to Gal, "Mr. Gao, what the master said, you don't need to pay too much attention to it. His current taste is not the same as ours."

"......"

Some people don't know anything and still comfort them blindly.

But he was in charge, and Gore immediately cheered up, "Yes, his physique is different now, and his taste is also different."

Liao Zefan, "..."

heart hehe~~~

"I'm done eating, let's go upstairs." Liao Zefan said.

It's time for him to work.

But Gore shook his head, "No, I made an appointment with a psychiatrist for you today, you are too emotionally unstable now, we have to see him."

Liao Zefan also agrees with this point. He also knows that he is a little crazy now, but he just can't control it. When he had no children before, he must have refused.

Because the psychiatrist is a liar in his eyes, but now that he has a child in his stomach, he treats it as a medical emergency.

He said very frankly, "Yes, early detection and early treatment!"

Vincent helped find this psychiatrist. According to Vincent's bragging, "As long as people with psychological problems enter his threshold, those who come out will have no psychological problems."

Gore, "..."

However, this doctor does look very experienced. Although he wears a pair of gold-framed eyes, it still can't hide the scratches on his face carved by years of wind and frost.

"Hello, Doctor Iger."

The two shook hands in a friendly manner. Liao Zefan looked at his face. When they met for the first time, he praised him politely, "I didn't expect Dr. Iger, who Vincent said was so experienced, to be younger than I thought."

Vincent said that Dr. Iger was in his sixties this year, but the person in front of him was no more than forty years old.

Amount~~~

Perhaps because he is a painter, Gore usually observes too meticulously. When he entered the door, he found that the psychiatrist was not older than ordinary people.

After shaking hands with Dr. Iger, he was very embarrassed, "Doctor Iger, I'm a bit presumptuous, but I still want to talk..."

Dr. Iger adjusted his glasses very kindly, "Of course!"

"Okay, then I'll say it!"

Gore hesitated and said it out, "With all due respect, plastic surgery is a good thing, but excessive skin-lifting is not so good. At your age, the skin is very loose. You can't blindly skin-lift. It should be appropriate. Make a filling, and when you were young, you should have cut your bones, but now the masseter muscles on both sides are too drooping, you have to move your cheeks."

Amount~~~

Dr. Iger said yes not to be angry, but his face sank uncontrollably, and his heart was even more mmp to this person!

"..."

Liao Zefan couldn't help giving Gore a thumbs up in his heart, awesome, really awesome, you can see it.

However, what Gore said was too indifferent to the occasion, he hurriedly smoothed things over, and held Dr. Iger's hand kindly, "Don't take it seriously, this kid has had plastic surgery, so everyone looks like he has had plastic surgery."

"Oh!"

Dr. Iger suddenly realized, looked at the upright Gore over there, and said to Liao Zefan, "I understand, he has psychological problems!"

he? ? ?

Gore was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses, and quickly said, "No no..."

"Yes, Doctor Iger, please forgive me!" Liao Zefan interrupted immediately.

He didn't like this doctor Iger very much when he entered the door, and he didn't believe that this person could relieve his knots.

At this time, Gore said again, "No..."

"Why not you!"

Liao Zefan gave him a slanted look, then turned around and looked at Dr. Iger with a smile on his face, "You know, people who are sick usually say they are not sick!"

Gore, "...well, I'm sick, show me!"

After a few polite words, Dr. Iger began to treat Mr. Gore. Iger looked at Liao Zefan with a smile, "Mr. Liao, this is one-on-one treatment. Why don't you go to the next room to read magazines and drink tea!"

"This one……"

Liao Zefan looked at Gore hesitantly. After all, he is not sick, and he should see a doctor.

"It's better not to!"

Gore took Liao Zefan's arm and said slightly, "I'm not used to being alone in a room with strangers, it's better to have someone I know well."

Even those who are sick have to listen.

"Alright then!" Dr. Iger pushed his glasses.

He generally does not obstruct patients' requests, and he is very tolerant towards patients.

"Okay, let's just chat normally, you relax a little!"

He pressed the remote control, and the melodious sound of the piano came from the room at this moment, accompanied by the warm aroma, which floated into the eardrums, soothing, and immediately relaxed the mood.

The one who started to toss at 03:30 this morning, his eyelids sank, and fell asleep leaning on the sofa.

"Please wait a moment!"

Gore looked sideways at the half-lying and fell asleep, took off his coat and covered Liao Zefan, and then sat back again, "Okay, you continue to talk!"

"No, you tell me~~"

Dr. Iger pushed up his glasses, "Tell me about your... troubles?"

Trouble?

He thought for a while, organized his language, and said concisely, "I'll tell you the truth, I have prenatal depression!"

Ok? ? ?

Dr. Iger couldn't help but began to formalize the young man in front of him, "Should I find you a blanket, the temperature of the air conditioner in my room is a bit low."

Gore looked at the one who was sleeping soundly, "That's my trouble."

Everything is for the good of the pregnant woman.