Loving You As Scheduled

Gu Qiangwei was treated like a child, staring at him with clear eyes, "But I'm really not hungry."

"The doctor said your body is too weak and you must make it up."

"Eat it later, I can't eat it now."

Qin Sijue twisted his eyebrows, this thing is really difficult!

Not only wanted her to help her body, but also reluctant to force her.

Worried about her body, Uncle Qin on the side couldn't help but speak, "Young lady, the young master made this chicken soup by himself."

Hearing this, Gu Qiangwei was taken aback and turned to Qin Bo.

The chicken soup made by Qin Sijue?

Will he?

He glanced at Qin Sijue again, and met her dark and surprised eyes, Qin Sijue did not have any embarrassment, and stared at her.

Qin Sijue makes chicken soup? Could it be that the feathers in his neckline were chicken feathers?

Uh, he won't still kill it himself?

"What are you looking at? Your husband and I are omnipotent. I can go to the hall and go to the kitchen." He spoke lightly and loosely, without the slightest pressure when he said this.

Gu Qiangwei was stunned. The preserved egg and lean meat porridge that he had eaten before was not very good, but it tasted good. Why didn't I hear that he would cook before?

And killing a chicken can actually get the feathers in the collar, how did he kill it?

She couldn't imagine Qin Sijue killing chickens, but she was curious, so she looked at him and asked, "How did you kill chickens?"

Knowing him for so long, she has never seen him embarrassed before, is it funny when she kills a chicken? So the feather flew into his collar.

When asked about this, Qin Sijue paused, raised his eyes and glanced at her.

"Break it in one shot!"

Gu Qiangwei: "..."

Sure enough, men kill chickens in different ways.

But since it crashed so simply, why is there still feathers in the collar?

She remembers that when she was a child, grandma killed chickens by soaking chickens in boiling water so that the feathers could be plucked out. Since they were soaked, the feathers were wet, and they shouldn't get into his collar, right?

She was very curious, but couldn't think through it, and finally didn't think about it.

But the chicken soup made by Qin Sijue herself, she wanted to drink it.

No, you cook it yourself?

As if suddenly thinking of something, she twisted her eyebrows slightly.

Could it be that he also made the preserved egg and lean meat porridge at noon? The terrible diced meat and preserved eggs, and his fingers with bandages...

She raised her eyes and met his dark and clear eyes, and he actually cooked for her himself.

He ignored the surprise in her eyes, but fixedly stared at her, "I did it, don't want to taste it?"

Gu Qiangwei lowered his eyes and glanced at the chicken soup he had fed to his mouth, then opened his mouth and drank it.

"Good to drink?"

He was a little nervous about her answer.

Gu Qiangwei looked at him, then... shook her head.

Qin Sijue twisted his eyebrows: "..."

taste not good?

How could it be possible, he obviously adjusted the taste according to the chef's practice.

"determine?"

Gu Qiangwei nodded.

Qin Sijue didn't rush, suddenly put down the bowl, then got up, "I'm going to chop the chef!"

Hearing this, Gu Qiangwei hurriedly raised her hand to hold his clothes, "I'm joking, it's delicious."

Qin Sijue turned around and sat down again satisfied.

Just now, Gu Qiangwei deliberately said it was not good, but didn't want him to be so proud.

Who knows that when he speaks, he is going to chop off the chef!

No wonder the appearance is not good, but the taste is great. It turned out that the chef at home taught him to adjust the taste.

Sitting down again and feeding all the chicken soup, Qin Sijue put down the spoon in his hand and let Qin Bo take it downstairs.