The Wife Wants A Divorce Every day

Xi Heming and Jiang Wanwan started to eat dinner amidst the quarrel between the two robots. Jiang Wanwan was too speechless for this situation. They only ate some vegetables, but Xi Heming had a great appetite. They not only ate two bowls of rice, but also hugged one. Do not let go of the spicy crayfish on the large plate.

Jiang Wanwan squinted watching him eating crayfish one by one and couldn't help but sneered: "I remember someone said that crayfish was just a name, but actually it has nothing to do with lobster. He doesn't know how to eat it. This kind of food from a roadside stall."

Xi Heming seemed to have not heard it. With a knife and fork in your hand, you skillfully cut off the head of the crayfish, and then fix the crayfish with a fork. Use the knife to cut the shell on its belly, and then use the knife and fork to handle it. The meat of the crayfish was pulled out and put a little bit of soup in his mouth, with a satisfied look on his face.

Jiang Wanwan rolled her eyes: "You are the fan of the Boston lobster that forcibly ate a hundred yuan of crayfish out of a thousand yuan of Boston lobster."

Xi Heming replied without changing his face: "It's better than treating Boston lobsters as crayfish and ruining people."

Jiang Wanwan had no appetite at first, but she got angry when she heard this. She picked up two disposable gloves and put them on her hands, and swiftly pulled a crayfish out of the plate: "I told you to eat crayfish like this. There is no soul!"

Xi Heming looked at her with gloves and went directly to the plate to pick up the shrimp with a look of disgust: "Are you a barbarian? Do you have no knives and forks or chopsticks, you have to use your hands!"

Jiang Wanwan eloquently replied: "Whoever eats crayfish doesn't use his hands. It doesn't take much effort to take one of the chopsticks and cut it with a knife and fork like you did. You can't eat one after I eat ten."

Jiang Wanwan said with a crackling mouth, and the movements on her hands were extremely fast. While she was talking, the head of a crayfish had been pulled off, she wrapped it in the soup and put it aside, gently pulling a trembling soft tender. The lobster meat pulled out and threw it into his mouth.

As Jiang Wanwan said, she had eaten a few times before Xi Heming finished peeling a crayfish. Seeing Jiang Wanwan's lobster shells were getting more and more, Xi Heming was a little uncomfortable: "Aunt Wang, make it for me. A crayfish."

Aunt Wang, who had already finished eating and was watching the excitement, said with a smile, "No more."

Xi Heming was a little unwilling: "Buy some more and make it back."

Aunt Wang explained patiently: "Mr. knows that we buy the freshest ingredients in our house. I went to several places and chose the freshest and largest crayfish. I bought it now. I’m afraid it’s not so good anymore. Another crayfish is very troublesome to clean. I brushed this pot for three hours. At this time, it’s midnight when I can buy it and wait for it to be cleaned."

"It's more troublesome than eating large lobsters!" Xi Heming stared at Jiang Wanwan's hand unwillingly and fell into entanglement. Before marrying Jiang Wanwan, there were only foods made with the highest-end ingredients on his table, but Jiang Wanwan always likes to eat bizarre foods, but the taste is very attractive. It would be too difficult for him not to be tempted to eat at the same table.

Xi Heming watched bitterly as Jiang Wanwan solved a crayfish in a few seconds, and within a few minutes the plate was empty. Xi Heming couldn't help himself. He threw away the knife and fork, and put on a pair of disposable gloves. He reached out and took out a crayfish with soup from the plate.

Jiang Wanwan sneered and returned the words Xi Heming had given him just now: "Barbarians!"

Xi Heming followed Jiang Wanwan's manner and pulled the shrimp heads down, and then fought back with a powerful force: "Well, a barbarian marries a barbarian, a perfect match!"

Jiang Wanwan: "..."

Brother, you tried to humiliate me too, and you didn't even let it go.

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A large bowl of crayfish quickly hit the bottom in the battle between the two of you. Not only was Jiang Wanwan leaning on the back of the chair to hiccup, but even Xi Heming's stomach was distended and he couldn't sit still.

He silently calculated what he had eaten for dinner tonight, and sighed silently: "I have to work out for at least three hours today."

In terms of body management, Jiang Wanwan really admires him: "Xi Heming, you will sigh for a while, you just need to eat less when you eat."

Xi Heming looked at Jiang Wanwan's hot red face, and his teeth were itchy in his heart. There was always the urge to go up and pinch.

"My dietary rules for more than 20 years have been destroyed by you. Are you ashamed to say?" Xi Heming squinted at Jiang Wanwan: "Did I owe you money in my previous life, so I sent you to destroy me like this in this life!"

"You can pull it down!" Jiang Wanwan felt angry when she thought that her good life was disrupted by the sudden wear of books, "I definitely owed you in my previous life, so in this life, the genius sent me to save you." . Although you are young and light, you can be considered successful, but do you think about the amazing life you have?"

Jiang Wanwan broke her fingers and counted with him: "You see that you are the same every day. Work, fitness, and sleep are more regular than the old monk's life. Although the meals they eat every day are the freshest ingredients, they are just the same. Rotate to eat, will you not get tired of eating? Xi Heming, it is not easy for you to get to the top of the food chain. Can you compete for more gas? What's the point of eating steak every day? The lobster just needs to be fresh and tender. I often change and taste other things! Do you see how many recipes I have developed for you in the past few months? Do you have to be grateful to me."

Xi Heming glanced at her and said slowly: "The ingredients are bought by Aunt Wang, and the dishes are made by Aunt Wang. You just ate it with your mouth open. I am grateful and thankful for Aunt Wang. What does this matter have to do with you?"

"I've ordered!" Jiang Wanwan said confidently and confidently: "Who doesn't know your hypocritical power. Before, Aunt Wang didn't dare to show it even if she had the best craftsmanship! Aunt Wang met me just like Boya meets a friend. Finally, someone who appreciates her understanding of her cooking skills, Aunt Wang dared to show her fists! By the way, Aunt Wang explained that you can eat chicken feet with marinated chicken feet?"

Xi Heming immediately showed a disgusting expression: "Don't eat! Dirty!"

"Look at you, it's just this annoying hypocrisy!" Jiang Wanwan sneered, "You don't dislike lamb skewers, crayfish, or duck neck. Who is it that rushed to eat afterwards?"

"That's different!" Xi Heming said awkwardly: "The chicken paws are on the ground, dirty!"

"Alright! It's better if you don't eat. Someone from the province grabbed me." Jiang Wanwan turned around and greeted Aunt Wang: "Aunt Wang will buy more chicken paws tomorrow, marinate some of them, and marinate some with pickled peppers for appetizer."

"Okay! I'm so bad, I promise to taste it!" Aunt Wang happily agreed. Although she has taken care of Xi Heming for many years, she is really more willing to cook for Jiang Wanwan in comparison. I have displayed all my 18 martial arts, and the other one is Jiang Wanwan's delicious taste, which looks particularly fulfilling!

Jiang Wanwan looked at Xi Heming triumphantly: "How is it? See how happy Aunt Wang is cooking for me, don't grab it with me tomorrow."

Xi Heming sneered, and once again solemnly declared: "I don't know how to eat chicken paws!"

"It's best if you don't eat. You must remember this sentence to avoid slaps." Jiang Wanwan stood up and stretched slowly: "But it doesn't matter if you slap your face. People grow up in slaps. You are so affectionate. It’s just that the chances of getting slapped in the past were too few, so I’ll just get used to it later."

"Why should I get used to this?" Xi Heming looked at Jiang Wanwan nonchalantly: "I have no tendency to be abused."

"Because you have become more and more grounded after experiencing face-slaps again and again. Look at yourself, eat and drink crooked at the table, especially leisurely with me, do you think this life is full of Interesting? Think about the days you had before, when a man cut steak pitifully, stood in a daze on the terrace after eating steak, worked out in a daze, took a bath and slept after working out, and didn’t even have a person to talk. It's not interesting at all, no wonder your character is so annoying." Jiang Wanwan shook her head and sighed quietly: "I don't know what I owed you in my previous life. I actually let me live with you. This punishment is too heavy. ."

Xi Heming was stunned. He had never realized that his life was boring before, because he had always been like this since he was a child. When I was a child, my mother died and my father desperately tried to make money. There was only himself at home, no one talked to him, no one played with him, only books were his company. When he was older, his father’s company improved and he hired Aunt Wang to take care of him. Although Aunt Wang is a very good person, she can only take care of his food, clothing, housing and transportation. He still has no one to communicate with. By the time he was a teenager, the company of the Xi family was already well-known in China, but he was still alone and had no friends. Si Xiaoyang, a classmate and neighbor, appeared at this time, and he often came to him for stalkers, and over time the two were considered friends.

In fact, in retrospect, he was actually a person who was very afraid of loneliness, but the personality he developed since childhood prevented him from making friends with others, and even getting awkward with the old man. He is afraid of loneliness, but he is used to another person. He lives a regular life every day and only eats the food that he is used to. He is a cold-faced president at the company, and there is no one to talk to except his aunt.

He always thought that this kind of life was quite good, quiet and quiet, so quiet that he even felt that he was used to a person, so he didn't even have the idea of ​​getting married and having children.

Maybe the old man saw this and forced Jiang Wanwan to give her, thinking that the idiot Jiang Wanwan's stalker might make him change.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Wanwan, who still loved him to death before marriage, changed on the day of his wedding. Within two hours of returning home, he was furious with anger. Then began to figure out the divorce.

He thought at the time how there would be such a person, and the idea of ​​not getting married was indeed right.

But over the past few months, he found that he seemed to be used to the life of one more person. Even though the two quarreled every day, they opened their mouths, but this lively life seems to have slowly penetrated into him. In his life, let him unconsciously accept and become accustomed to it.

He began to try foods other than his fixed menu. His dinner gradually increased with rice, and he even learned how to eat rice with broth with her. Jiang Wanwan said that he was getting more and more grounded, but he felt that it was not. He was more and more popular.

After eating, Jiang Wanwan rubbed his belly and shook his waist hard with a puffed face. This kind of action that can be defined as rude in Xi Heming's eyes is a bit cute when appearing on Jiang Wanwan, and he can even feel that the corners of his mouth are a little uncontrollable. My mood becomes extremely happy when I rise up.

Xi Heming's heart trembled, he felt like he liked her a little bit.