Heng Zhi is very uneven, but there is no way, in Lao Wei's dictionary, anyone who touches hot oil is a fried chicken......

This fried chicken that didn't even put salt was naturally tasteless at all, and just when Heng Zhi expressed his displeasure with no taste, Lao Wei took out the ketchup, barbecue sauce, mayonnaise and garlic sauce that had been prepared long ago, and the small black pepper and pepper and salt were all available.

So Heng Zhi no longer had an excuse to object, and silently began to wild ketchup.

It's probably too long since I have eaten anything other than porridge, Heng Zhi eats very happily, four sauces accompany the little pepper, and the taste is not bad, if it weren't for Lao Wei Shengsheng's pulling, it is estimated that Heng Zhi would have eaten the whole chicken!

After that, trouble also came.

I haven't eaten anything greasy for too long, although the "fried chicken" is already very oily under Lao Wei's dark operation.

But for Heng Zhi's broken body, it was still a little overburdened, and after eating so much at one time, Heng Zhi began to have all kinds of stomach troubles that day.

At first, I felt that the flatulence was indigestible, and Heng Zhi would go downstairs after meals to eliminate food and so on.

But I really ate too much that day, so I stayed at home and didn't go out, holding the hot water bottle and slumped in bed for a long time. When it was night, she finally digested a little, and began to have diarrhea again, in short, her stomach was all kinds of unlucky......

Although Heng Zhi didn't dare to tell Lao Wei about these things, for fear that he wouldn't eat meat next time, Lao Wei had already seen these details in his eyes, and was very sure that the source of all this was indiscriminate eating.

So from that day on, Heng Zhi's daily meals became three porridges a day.

"Then I'll make the first request to you......"

Thinking back on that incident, Heng Zhi silently pressed down the idea of wanting some fried chicken in her heart: "I...... Can I have some coffee?"

"Well, coffee, yes. ”

"The kind with some cream, oops, Lao Wei, you also know, coffee is very bitter, you can't drink it without adding some cream, I don't want to add you so thick, it's good to have half of you." ”

“......”

"Actually, it's all your fault, who let you have such a cup of coffee after dinner, fragrant, the whole house is filled with the smell of your coffee, it's very tempting!"

“......”

"Okay......" Heng Zhi fluttered her big eyes and stared at Lao Wei with a blank eye.

"So you are begging me for food every day, yesterday you blamed me for eating quit smoking candy too sweet, so you want to eat cake, but quit smoking candy is obviously not sweet; today you watch me drink coffee, and start to drink coffee again, in fact, it may just be the layer of cream on the coffee......

Heng Zhi's careful thinking was once again thoroughly seen by Lao Wei, and her little face suddenly turned a little red.

But in order to eat that layer of cream, Heng Zhi blushed and pretended not to understand with a cheeky face.

"No, I really just saw you drinking coffee that I thought about it a little bit...... Old Wei, you just told me a minute ago that as long as it's not a problem with fried chicken, you can promise me to come!"

“...... That's what I said. ”

"Then I don't want fried chicken now, I just want a cup of coffee full of cream!"

Lao Wei didn't squeak, silently opened the mobile phone webpage, searched whether the cream was easy to digest, and after browsing it, he came to the conclusion that it was "acceptable", so he nodded: "Just one layer." ”

"Great!"

Heng Zhi suddenly smiled into a flower.

The sun is shining outside the window, and the large floor-to-ceiling glass windows let the sunlight in unbridled. The sun is spreading a lot, warm, and if you serve a cup of hot coffee at this time, it is really a pleasure.

Looking at the satisfied Heng Zhi, Lao Wei's smile was faintly guilty.

"What are you thinking?"

Heng Zhi saw that Lao Wei hadn't squeaked for a long time, and couldn't help but get closer. In front of Lao Wei, she is usually very casual, although she has been together for so long, she still doesn't know Lao Wei's true identity, but it's good for her, that's absolute.

Lao Wei avoided Heng Zhi's straight gaze, and looked away a little evasively: "I'll make you coffee, there is a blanket on the bay window, remember to cover yourself when you lie down and rest, don't get cold." ”

As he spoke, Lao Wei quietly withdrew his hand from Heng Zhi's claws and strode towards the kitchen. Halfway through, he trotted back and took away the coffee that was resting next to the bay window.

Heng Zhi is very unconscious, as soon as the front foot leaves, the back foot must be holding your coffee and starting to lick the milk cover on it.

"Hey......"

Heng Zhi stretched out her paws, with a look of regret "How do you remember your leftover coffee".

After a while, there was a clanging sound in the kitchen, followed by the aroma of coffee, which should have started to boil. It smells very good, and this coffee bean seems to be the coffee bean that Lao Wei specially flown back from Brazil.

It is difficult to sell authentic coffee beans on the market, and even if there is, it is ridiculously expensive, so one day at noon, Lao Wei angrily decided to buy coffee beans from Brazil, and then spent three times the price of buying coffee beans, and flew it back from Brazil.

Although Heng Zhi didn't understand, she showed respect.

"Put more sugar, Lao Wei!" Heng Zhi shouted at the kitchen.

But Lao Wei didn't reply.

Heng Zhi casually picked up Lao Wei's book on the windowsill and glanced at it: "How to deal with distorted personality".

"This interest is really peculiar," Heng Zhi muttered silently, and put the book back again: "Distorted personality, I think it's obsessive-compulsive disorder." Don't let this eat, don't let that eat, what's the fun in life......"

"Smack"

A small card suddenly dropped from the book.

Heng Zhi pinched up the small card, which was a very simple business card, with gray as the main tone and two or three green dots as embellishments.

Positive: Wen Cheng, Senior Psychological Counselor. The back is empty, not even a contact number, just a mailbox.

"Psychological counselor?" Heng Zhi was slightly surprised. Could it be that Lao Wei's obsessive-compulsive disorder is so serious that he needs to see a psychiatrist?

No, it looks quite normal, and it will only become super invincible obsessive-compulsive disorder when it comes to her eating, but Heng Zhi knows in her heart that this is a manifestation of being responsible for her.

Why don't you send an email to the email address above to test what is going on with Lao Wei?

What if the other party doesn't tell me on privacy grounds?

Or maybe it's better to ask as a girlfriend or a family member.

Heng Zhi silently pondered in her heart, and finally found that no matter what she did, it didn't seem to work, so she silently wrote down the email address on the business card, planning to find a good way to talk about it in the future.

"What are you looking at?"