Zhuang Beichen was in a good mood when his brother-in-law called him, and let out a loud laugh, "Then we're welcome!"

He raised his chopsticks and picked up a piece of thinly shaved fish meat and put it on a gentle plate, "This is a deep-sea fish, it's the most nutritious, eat more!"

Wen Wan took the prescription given by Shao Qiming, and there was no morning sickness, but she still felt a little uncomfortable when she smelled heavy and greasy meat and fish. But it has already been sandwiched into the bowl, if you don't eat it, it will be too rude, and even the praise of Ouyang Xiang just now will seem fake.

Wen Wan was ruthless, picked it up and ate it into her mouth.

In order to retain the freshness of the fish, roasted fish, especially deep-sea fish, is cut into thin slices, scalded in boiling water for more than ten seconds, then scooped up for later use, and then served with sauce. If it is dipped in sauce, it will be a pure natural delicious seafood, but Zhuang Beichen considered that the seasoning is not good for the fetus, so he did not dip it, and directly sandwiched the white fish meat into her bowl.

The fishy smell instantly spread in her mouth, so she couldn't die, Zhuang Beichen saw that she had eaten it, and gave her another slice, "Eat more!"

The piece in Wen Wan's mouth was forced to swallow it, and when she saw that there was another piece in the bowl, she glared at him fiercely, her face full of displeasure.

Zhuang Beichen smiled flatteringly, "Fish is nutritious and easy to absorb, so eat it quickly." ”

Eat your sister! Wen Wan really wanted to spray the fish in his mouth.

"Sister Wen, what's wrong, isn't it delicious?" Ouyang Xiang looked at her nervously, "The dishes I cook are good-looking, and the taste is actually very ordinary, if it's not delicious, just spit it out, it's okay!"

Wen Wan looked at her embarrassedly, and forcibly swallowed the fish into her stomach, "No, it's smooth and delicious, the meat is delicious, and the fire is just right!"

Ouyang Xiang breathed a long sigh of relief, "That's good, the first time you eat the dishes I cooked, I'm afraid you won't get used to it!"

"Where, Ouyang's cooking skills are the same as those of Chef Wu, very delicious!" Zhuang Beichen grinned.

Ouyang Xiang's cooking skills are really good, Zhuang Beichen has no morning sickness, so he naturally feels that all the food is delicious. As long as you think it tastes good, you can put it in a gentle bowl, and it is mainly fish.

Wen Wan reluctantly ate it, and in order to control the churning in her stomach, she picked up the vinegar dish on the table and took a sip.

Ouyang Xiang, "Sister Wen, that's vinegar!"

"I like to drink vinegar!" Wen Wan vomited blood in her heart, where does she like to drink vinegar, she is to resist nausea.

Zhuang Beichen looked at her suspiciously, "You, you didn't like to eat sour before." ”

After saying that, he seemed to think of something, and laughed happily, "It's good to drink vinegar, it's good to drink vinegar." Come on, let's have another slice of sashimi, be careful that you drink too much vinegar and your stomach is too irritated!"

When he put the sashimi without wasabi into her bowl again, the sashimi without wasabi tasted soft and smooth like eating fatty meat, and the red and white itself was also a bit like pork belly. Ouyang Xiang didn't cut the sashimi very thinly when he processed it, and it looked more like pork belly.

Wen Wan's face turned pale when she thought of the pork belly, and her stomach was churning and she was about to vomit.

"Wife, why don't you eat?"

Wen Wan clenched her teeth and took another sip of vinegar, "No need, you can eat it yourself,"

picked up the sashimi and threw it into Zhuang Beichen's bowl in disgust.

"Sashimi is nutritious, and eating it is good for your health!"

Isn't it good for your sister to feel sorry for your own species? Wen Wan's face was difficult to see, and she glared at him hatefully, and then stood up and forcibly suppressed the discomfort in her stomach, "I'll go to the bathroom!"

With that, he rushed into the bathroom and vomited everything he had eaten.

Ouyang Xiang shouted anxiously outside the door, "Sister Wen, what's wrong with you?"

Spit it out, Wen Wan is finally more comfortable,

"I'm fine!" Wen Wan washed her face with cold water and walked out of the bathroom.

Ouyang Xiang and Zhuang Beichen both stood nervously at the door, glanced at Zhuang Beichen with gentle eyes, and then turned to Ouyang Xiang and smiled: "I suddenly remembered that I have a good red wine, I'll go back and get it for you." ”

"Sister Wen, you're really fine, isn't the food delicious?"

"Nope. It's delicious, it's delicious!"

As he spoke, he flew another eye knife to Zhuang Beichen, and said plainly: Wait for me!

Zhuang Beichen was a little inexplicable, he didn't know how he provoked his wife again, and he flattered himself throughout the whole process, for fear that he would accidentally snub his wife and then be kicked out of the house.

This is the wrong feeling, the wrong intention, and the evil result of the horse's fart slapping the horse's leg. Wen Wan can't wait to slap him on the other side of the ocean now, and never see each other again!

"What kind of red wine, I'll go back and get it!" Zhuang Beichen continued to be courteous.

Wen Wan decisively refused, "You don't know where to put it, I'll go by myself!"

"Let's go, didn't you say you hadn't been together for a long time? It just so happens that I'm not here, you two sisters talk. ”

Zhuang Beichen was about to leave, but Wen Wan pulled her back, "I said I'll go by myself!"

After speaking, a few arrows rushed out of the door, leaving Zhuang Beichen and Ouyang Xiang looking at each other in place.

Zhuang Beichen was very embarrassed, "She has such a temper, she likes to come by herself, for fear that I won't do it well, sometimes I help her do it, and she has to do it all over again, saying that what I do is not standard." ”

When he said this, he originally wanted to pretend that he felt sorry for himself and didn't let himself do anything, he was a good wife and mother, and a good woman who felt sorry for her husband.

But Ouyang Xiang is not a fool, she has already seen that Wen Wan has many complaints about Zhuang Beichen. Thinking of the divorce agreement again, Zhuang Beichen was suddenly very worthless, so he treated her so carelessly, but in exchange for cold eyes.

"Brother-in-law has a really good temper, too!" she smiled, hiding the resentment in her heart.

"Is there one?" Zhuang Beichen shrugged.

"It can be seen that you love her very much, Sister Wen married you, she is really a happy wife. The envy in Ouyang Xiang's eyes was not fake, she thought that the woman he loved deeply was herself.

"Bosom friend!" Zhuang Beichen patted her shoulder vigorously and said with a smile: "Ouyang, you still understand me! You Sister Wen always thinks that I don't love her, you have to help me say a few more kind words." ”

"Of course!" Ouyang Xiang laughed, the hibiscus jade face was as beautiful as spring and white snow.

His hands were well-defined, slender and good-looking, his palms were warm, and a warm current poured in from his shoulders, like a trickle, flowing into Ouyang Xiang's heart.

But in just a second or two, she felt that it was as long as a lifetime, and his eyes were bright and bright. Her mind was buzzing, she couldn't hear what he was saying, and there was only this handsome face in front of her in front of her.

"Ouyang, Ouyang!"

Zhuang Beichen saw that she didn't respond, so he called her suspiciously.

Ouyang Xiang woke up like a dream, hung his head slightly, his cheeks were dyed with two suspicious flushes, and his long eyelashes drooped slightly, covering the waves under his eyes.

The most is the gentleness of the bowed head, like a water lotus, not more than the shyness of the cool breeze. The style mentioned in the poem is probably Ouyang Xiang at this time. It's a pity that the flattering eyes were thrown to the blind after all.

Zhuang Beichen was thinking about how to live at the opposite door smoothly.

Wen Wan returned to her home, stood in the living room and took several deep breaths, and ate a few pieces of pickled ginger in a row to suppress the discomfort in her stomach. She hadn't had morning sickness in a long time, but she hadn't thought about it......

Zhuang Beichen's goods are a harmful spirit!

She thought hatefully, thinking about revenge and going back.

The watery eyes turned smartly, and finally landed in the kitchen, she first took a good wine from the cabinet, and then mixed a delicious sauce of the Aifu brand, and returned to Ouyang Xiang's house again.

Pushing open the door, there was the sound of men and women laughing happily.

Zhuang Beichen didn't know what he said, and Ouyang Xiang's smiling flowers trembled and fell.

"Got it!"

It's just that as soon as Wen Wan spoke, the laughter seemed to have been pressed the pause button, and it stopped abruptly. Wen Wan felt a little uncomfortable in her heart, this product is estimated to be on the peacock again, but in front of an outstanding woman like Ouyang Xiang, it seems to be normal for men to try to express themselves.

But I still feel very uncomfortable.

She walked over, "I've been looking for a while, it's still the last time Yuan Ming went to participate in an event, the organizer gave it, saying that it was a treasure from 92, try it!"

Ouyang Xiang's cheeks were still red, and he stood up with a smile, "Really, that's really rare, you sit down, I'll open it!"

Wen Wan thought about it and decided to divorce, and it didn't seem to be his business to open the screen to which peacock of the opposite sex he wanted.

After thinking about it, he said, "I'll do it, where is the corkscrew?"

"Hung above the sink in the kitchen. Ouyang Xiang was not polite to her, and turned around and entered the kitchen with a gentle smile.

As soon as Wen Wan entered the kitchen, she heard cheerful laughter outside again, Zhuang Beichen seemed to deliberately lower his voice, Ouyang Xiang lowered it, and the two of them chattered, as if they were whispering. Wen Wan's heart is stuffed again, flirting with girls really has a hand, and the girls who flirt so quickly began to whisper.

She opened the corkscrew, put it on the rim, and was about to twist it down, when the bottle tilted and fell to the counter, and rolled to the edge of the brim, and it was about to roll to the ground.

Wen Wan hurriedly caught it, and the corkscrew that was still on the mouth of the bottle fell out, and the spiral cone in the middle pierced into her palm impartially. Ten fingers connected to the heart, and a heart-piercing pain came from the palm.

"Ahh

Although Zhuang Beichen had been talking to Ouyang Xiang, his ears had been paying attention to Wen Wan's movements, and when he heard the sound of the wine bottle falling, he ran into the kitchen in three steps and two steps, just in time to see Wen Wan being pierced by the corkscrew.

"Why was you so careless!" he quickly grabbed her hand and put it under the faucet until the blood came out bright red.

"What are you doing!"

"There are rust marks on the corkscrew, and if you don't rinse it off, it will become inflamed. The voice was gentle, with a hint of concern.

Ouyang Xiang also followed, and saw the wound on her palm, "Ah, it's so deep, come out and bandage it." ”

She took the medicine box to give to Wen Wan, but was snatched by Zhuang Beichen, "I'll come, you don't know what medicine she can't use?"

He looked in the medicine box, "Isn't there any Yunnan Baiyao?"

"I only have Western medicine here. Ouyang Xiang said apologetically.

Zhuang Beichen frowned, "You wait a minute, I'll go back and get it, bear with me." Western medicine has hormones in it, which is not good for your health!"

Wen Wan's heart was sour and uncomfortable, it seemed that what he cared about most was the piece of meat in his stomach, everything was for his good, and she, the mother, deserved to be scolded and endure the pain of the wound.

I don't know what stimulated her, her aggrieved heart is extremely sad, and her eyes are red.

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