Doctor Jiang’s Beloved Sweetheart

"Daughter-in-law, it's delicious to pour some yogurt!"

Jiang Beiyuan came to the kitchen with yogurt, standing behind, rubbing Yannian's back, to pour yogurt into the pot.

Yan Nianzheng is cooking, and the smell of oily smoke makes him tired. He is making trouble here again, pushing him aside impatiently.

"Don't get in the way, I'm cooking, you go out and wait!"

Jiang Beiyuan was pushed by her, and he couldn't hold his hand firmly. The yogurt bottle in his hand was tilted, and the yogurt was sprinkled directly on his clothes.

"Oh, clumsy, get up and drive!"

Yannian took a tissue and wiped his clothes at will, and continued cooking.

Jiang Beiyuan put down the yogurt and held her hand.

"Daughter-in-law, go and rest, I'll cook!"

He felt sorry for her to have to work and to cook when she came back.

"You can't do it again, don't mess with it!"

"I didn't mess up, I can also cook."

What kind of fry.

The spatula will not turn over.

Yannian is a bit annoying, but still be patient, "Okay, you go out and wait for me, go play games or watch TV, and I will call you during dinner. Be good, brother Jiang Ting."

"But I want to be with you."

Seeing her look a little impatient, Jiang Beiyuan quietly retreated to the side, played with the empty yogurt bottle in his hand, and looked at her a little wronged.

The grievance was pretended, in an attempt that she could take care of him and coax him.

However, she has been cooking, without even looking at him.

Looking around and seeing the washed potatoes on the cutting board, Jiang Beiyuan was interested, "Daughter-in-law, I will cut vegetables for you. I will definitely cut vegetables. I won't make you messy."

With the oily sound of "thorn, thorn," Yannian glanced at him without hearing what Jiang Beiyuan was talking about.

Seeing him cutting vegetables, he didn't say anything.

A dish is cooked.

As soon as Yannian poured the dishes from the pan into the plate, she heard a cry from the side.

"young married woman……"

Jiang Beiyuan bit the corner of his mouth and raised his finger to show her.

The index finger is still dripping blood.

"Take you! I am so angry!!"

Yan Nian didn't say anything and put his injured finger in his mouth. Seeing no bleeding, he put it under the faucet to rinse.

Can't you rest a little?

People in their late thirties, losing a memory is like a child who has not grown up!

Children are more worry-free than him!

Looking at his injured finger, and then at his pitiful face, Yannian was angry and distressed.

"Don't move now, stand on the side, don't delay my cooking!"

After a day of work, I’m already tired, and morning sickness is also uncomfortable. Can’t we be considerate of each other?

"Daughter-in-law, I..."

"Oh, don't talk anymore. It's a man who doesn't want to be like a wife, can't it work?!"

"Sorry."

Jiang Beiyuan turned around and went out.

Seeing the frustration and gloom on his face, Yannian was stunned.

I wanted to comfort him a few words, remembering that there was still soup in the pot, and there was no time to worry about him, so I would cook first.

...

Twenty minutes later.

"Jiang Beiyuan, have dinner!"

Yannian untied her apron and set up the dishes, sweating profusely.

Now that she is less than three months pregnant, it's okay to say.

If her belly gets bigger in the future, she will be a big belly, but she still has to take care of Jiang Beiyuan, who has not grown up, and she will be exhausted by then.

Ugh!

"Jiang Beiyuan, ah, Jiang Ting, brother Jiang Ting has eaten!"

Yan Nian yelled a few words.

Sit down and breathe slowly.

Nothing happened.

The whole living room is very quiet.

Yannian suddenly felt something was wrong.