Ding Qingshi pursed his mouth and glanced at Ning Che a few times, as a working person, does she need to be so picky?

She was still very hungry, and she didn't want to take care of him more, she didn't like to eat, she didn't eat and pulled down, anyway, she did what she wanted. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info didn't talk nonsense and scooped a full bowl for himself, and served it like a pig eating, and killed a bowl in a few bites.

After eating a bowl of scooping a bowl, most of the pot of porridge will be cleaned in a few clicks. touched his stomach, which was not very full, and then looked at the bowl of porridge in Ning Che's hand, which was not much, and finally endured it without making a sound, got up and went out with an empty pot.

Ning Che raised his eyes full of innocence, looked at the gloomy back of Ding Qingshi leaving, and looked down at the multigrain porridge in his hand, Qingqing recommended her porridge so much, if he chose not to eat it, he would definitely provoke her not to see her.

But if he chooses to eat it, but spit it out again, then Qingqing will not be angry and throw him out directly. Although he can easily win the contest by force, he is fascinated by the feeling of being protected by Qingqing.

I suddenly feel that how to get along with Qingqing is more nerve-wracking than doing a case of hundreds of millions of dollars. The gastrointestinal function of his body really can't be compared with her, and just a few foods in this porridge will also have adverse reactions to his body, so it seems that he needs to let the dark guard prepare more antidote pills.

"Xuanyuan Domain, if you can't eat it, don't force yourself. It's like I'm going to force you to eat poison. ”

Ding Qingshi returned after a while with the pot, plugged in the power of the soup pot, and said to Ning Che with no good face, Hmph, isn't it for the sake of the face of being a friendly colleague, can ordinary people share her food?

"Qingqing, my stomach is not very good. Can't eat ......."

"If you can't eat it, you won't say it sooner, so hurry up and give it back to me to eat."

Ding Qingshi took the words in surprise, and reached out to take the bowl back from Ning Che's hand, can't she eat it early, she is not a person who likes to force others, and she will have to wash one more bowl later.

Ning Che immediately threw the bowl upward, and his other hand moved quickly, catching the bowl in the air and holding it steady, making Ding Qingshi's hand flutter. Immediately in Ding Qingshi's undying snatching.

He didn't need to move his position, he easily turned his hand back and forth to firmly protect the bowl of porridge, so that Ding Qingshi was busy panting and didn't grab it.

"Qingqing, what I want to say is that I have a bad stomach and can't eat too hot. ”

Ning Che looked at Ding Qingshi, whose face was flushed, and reluctantly added the complete words, he was really anxious and impatient.

"Oh, is that so? Now this porridge should be no longer hot, so you should eat it quickly. ”

Ding Qingshi snatched the bowl a few times, but he was easily dodged, depressedly withdrew his hand and sat cross-legged on the ground, holding his chin with his hand and glaring at Ning Che.

Is this Xuanyuan Domain a monkey who opens his eyes and talks nonsense, and his movements are more agile than that of a brute force like her. She couldn't fight him.

Ning Che could only be under Ding Qingshi's unfriendly gaze, the cells in his whole body were on guard, he tried to pick a small mouthful of porridge with chopsticks, tried to put it in his mouth slowly, and the other straight hand had already prepared the facial paper, just waiting to spit it out and clean it up in time.

"How does it taste, isn't this multigrain porridge much stronger than those eight-treasure porridge?"

Ding Qingshi looked at Ning Che's tense appearance, she didn't need to be so nervous when she took poison, she had eaten her own food for more than ten years, and she was still alive.

Ning Che swallowed the porridge in his mouth slowly, waiting for the familiar feeling of nausea and vomiting, but under Ding Qingshi's dark eyes and expectant eyes, nothing else in his body appeared.

"It's fine. ”

If Ning Che expressed his opinion as a chef, then this was the most disobedient comment from the genius chef Ning Che, and fortunately, after he lost his sense of taste, he would not be tasting the food.

Therefore, this multigrain porridge actually got the word Ning Che is good, and it is definitely the highest evaluation of porridge. Ning Che then took a small bite slowly, his taste was not fully restored, but his body's instinct did not resist.

It seems that his body has once again made an exception for Qingqing, reflecting the most honest desire.

He's really been hungry for a long time. For more than ten years, his body and mind have been in pain, as long as he eats food, his body will have a rejection reaction uncontrollably, and a strong feeling of nausea and nausea will drive him to vomit all the food he eats.

In order to ensure that the organs in the body do not degenerate and maintain normal operation, he has to force himself to stuff food into his stomach, and after eating any food, he vomits out again after a while, and continues to swallow food repeatedly, which is worth it to the body can not bear it.

Eating food was already a painful ordeal for him. Later, medicine replaced food to maintain his life, and if it weren't for the fact that the Ning family had a lot of secret recipes for conditioning his body, he would now be like a terrifying skeleton.

But the current body doesn't seem to be much better, isn't Qingqing still disgusted with his figure?

The taste of this multigrain porridge is really not very good, but it can unexpectedly make his body accept it, and his body has no nauseous reaction. Is this his body returning to normal? Qingqing's meaning to him is like a highly poisonous life that has obtained the only antidote.

In this way, Ning Che behaved elegantly and slowly and attentively and slowly ate porridge. Ding Qingshi held his chin and watched intently, Ning Che was just like Miss Qianjin, her delicate way of eating made her rice bucket awkward, too unmanly, she didn't admit that she was rude to herself, and she was a little ashamed of herself.

Ning Che ate a bowl of porridge slowly, feeling the feeling of food in his stomach, the warmth he hadn't had for a long time. Ning Che suddenly raised a charming smile.

That smile was quite tempting, at least Ding Qingshi was tempted again, and the ghost sent a god to open the steaming soup pot, and took out the last remaining steamed bun from the pot and asked Ning Che.

"I still have a steamed bun left, which I also made myself, do you want to have some?"

Ding Qingshi was scalded by the heat of the steamed bun before he came back to his senses, woo woo, ugly girl, I finally know now that men can also harm people.

"You put the milk?"

"Yes, the carton of milk at my aunt's house is about to expire, so I made it into milk steamed buns, which are a little more delicious than white flour steamed buns. ”

When my aunt left, there were still two cartons of pure milk left at home, and seeing that the date was still half a month old, it expired, and she didn't like to drink pure milk very much, so she bought it and brought it back.

I made a pot of sweet milk steamed buns and secretly put them in the conference hall in the crisper that no one used for supper, and now there is only the last one left.

"Ask for a little"

Ning Che was reluctant to give up this sharing of the last one left, but he was also worried about his stomach, why the ingredients Qingqing chose were either compatible or about to expire, which was really very dangerous for him.