Chapter 22 After eating, you have to do things
"It's not." Huang Ruirui hurriedly laughed and explained: "I didn't eat it secretly, I just tasted the noodles." β
"Oh, that's right." Huo Jingwei glanced at her with a smile: "Then I'll taste it too." β
With that, he raised his fingers, but put the small section of noodles into his mouth.
"It tastes good." He sucked his fingers, smashed his lips, and gave a very serious evaluation.
is obviously an extremely ambiguous demeanor, but he has to pretend to be dignified.
Huang Ruirui was almost petrified on the spot.
God, he actually ate the noodle residue left at the corner of her mouth.
The demeanor and expression are extremely ambiguous, and the lonely man and widow in this kitchen are what kind of teasing.
Huang Ruirui's eyes widened, and she came back to her senses after half a sound, she swallowed her saliva with difficulty, but she was extremely contemptuous of herself, what kind of saliva did she swallow well, this is envy of his mouth just now?
She was going to get goosebumps all over her body, this man really likes to eat her things, it's okay, he didn't spit in his bowl just now, wouldn't that be cheaper for him?
There was a sound in front of the stove, and the noodles in the pot overflowed, which reminded the two people in sight.
"Oops, the pot is overflowing." Huang Ruirui couldn't worry about Huo Jingwei's ambiguous behavior just now, she turned around in a hurry, quickly turned off the fire, and quickly wiped the soup and water overflowing on the stove with a rag.
Seeing that Huo Jingwei was still blocked at the door of the kitchen, she said angrily: "What are you still doing here, so that no one can pass by?" β
Hearing this, Huo Jingwei looked at the small kitchen and hurriedly retreated.
Huang Ruirui followed to the living room, moved out the small folding table in the corner, supported it, and a simple dining table was arranged.
She went into the kitchen again, served the tomato and egg noodles in the bowl, and then brought it out and put a bowl in front of Huo Jingwei.
Huo Jingwei looked at the two bowls of noodles in front of him, the bowl of noodles in front of him was obviously full of ingredients, there were more eggs than in the bowl of astragalus, and there were more tomatoes than in the bowl of astragalus.
This dead woman, who still has a little conscience, leaves the good to him. Huo Jingwei thought so in his heart.
"Here, chopsticks." Huang Ruirui came out of the kitchen with chopsticks and handed them to him.
The room was simple and there was not much place to sit, Huang Ruirui reluctantly sat next to Huo Jingwei and sat side by side on the two-seater sofa with him.
Huo Jingwei is in a good mood, and he feels more and more that it is worth taking this blow on his forehead today, in exchange for this spicy chick to go to the kitchen for herself, make soup with her hands, and let her sit beside her obediently.
So, he took a large piece of egg from the bowl and put it in Huang Ruirui's bowl.
Huang Ruirui glared at him, and the chopsticks in her hand were almost unstable.
What is this? Afraid that she will be poisoned, let her taste it first?
You're welcome, she took the big piece of egg back into his bowl.
He put the large piece of egg into her bowl again, and even explained very thoughtfully: "You have been doing it for a long time, fortunately, you should eat more." β
Huang Ruirui just wanted to roll her eyes, since she knew that she was happy, then don't support her to do it.
She gave him the egg again: "You have shed so much blood, you need to make up for it." β
When she said this, she was almost sick to death, she obviously wanted to choke him to death with an egg, and she had to make this caring and considerate appearance.
"No, you should eat more......"
"No, it's better for you to eat more......"
"No, it's you......"
The two chopsticks pushed the eggs around, and in the end, it looked like both pairs of chopsticks were going to fight.
Huang Ruirui was in no mood to be in the mood for hypocrisy anymore, she put her chopsticks on the small table and raised her eyebrows: "Don't eat if you don't like it, I'm just cooking." β
Huo Jingwei looked at the two crumbling bowls of noodles on the small table, and hurriedly reached out to support the small table to prevent her from overexerting herself and slamming the table.
"Whoever says it's unpalatable, I'll eat it for you." Seeing that she raised her willow eyebrows, with a few angry looks, Huo Jingwei hurriedly grabbed the chopsticks, took the noodles, and stuffed them into her mouth.
"It's delicious." He complimented as he ate.
Huang Ruirui looked at him in disbelief.
"Really." He quickly flicked his chopsticks and ate so quickly that after a while, the bowl of noodles was swallowed by him.
At the end, he touched his stomach with satisfaction, and he was still unsatisfied: "I have never eaten such a natural and pure thing." You must know that in the past ten years, in foreign countries, it has been full of junk food, high-fat and fat-fat, and there is a lot of monosodium glutamate. This home-cooked taste, without a little seasoning, is the authentic original flavor, with the fragrance of eggs and the sweetness and sourness of tomatoes. It completely retains the original and authentic flavor of tomato egg noodles. β
She lowered her head shyly, complacent about her superb cooking skills, completely forgot her original intention, and deliberately did not give him seasoning, so that he could be considerate of the pain of eating instant noodles without seasoning packets.
It's just that she forgot that this is not instant noodles, and the taste of the tomato eggs themselves is delicious enough, completely unintentionally.
"Up to the hall, down to the kitchen." Huo Jingwei highly praised Huang Ruirui: "In the future, I will be taken care of by you." β
Huang Ruirui was almost stuck by the half-swallowed noodles.
Who said she was going to be with him and be in charge of his daily diet?
She swallowed the noodles quickly and busied herself cleaning up the dishes. She's got to get him to eat, get out of here.
She took the bowl into the kitchen to wash the dishes, but she threw a rag on the table and instructed Huo Jingwei: "Wipe the table." β
This tone is purely commanding.
Huo Jingwei pointed to his nose in disbelief, he always commanded others to do things, how could he have taken the turn of others to arrange him to do things, or wipe the table.
However, this is Huang Ruirui's home, and she doesn't regard him as the president and chief: "After eating, you have to work." β
She cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks in the kitchen and threw him at him stiffly.
"But I'm a patient......," Huo Jingwei distinguished, pitifully.
"I just smashed your head, but I didn't chop off your hand, it's no problem to wipe the table." Huang Ruirui did not agree with his reason at all.
When he asked her to cook, she dared to ask him to wipe the table.
Huo Jingwei smiled, wiped the table clean, folded the table again, and put it in the corner.
He admitted that although this dead woman was a little evil in her mouth and a little ruthless in her hands, he was in a happy mood with her, even if it was a fight.
In almost ten years, he has never been so relaxed.
He was convinced that God had opened another window for him to remind him to hold a qiΔ tightly.
He leaned back on the couch and turned on the TV, but his eyes were fixed on her in the kitchen.
She wore a small apron and was busy in the kitchen, washing dishes, shabu-shabu, wiping the stove, and cleaning up the garbage...... It's trivial, but it's very real.
In fact, being an ordinary person is not a bad thing.
Huo Jingwei thought so, and it seemed to arouse his infinite feelings.
When Huang Ruirui finished working in the kitchen, she turned around and saw that Huo Jingwei was still sitting on the sofa, with no intention of leaving.
"Why aren't you leaving?" She asked.
"Why should I go?" He looked at her.
"You don't want me to cook something, you eat ......" Huang Ruirui was a little uncertain.
"I'm telling you to cook something for me to eat, that's right."
"Then why don't you leave after eating?"
"Did I promise to eat and leave?" He asked her rhetorically.
Huang Ruirui gritted her teeth secretly, okay, he didn't say it at all, he was going to leave after eating, she was too naΓ―ve, thinking that if she got food for him, he would leave consciously.
"Then how are you going to leave?" She was in a hurry.
It looks like it's getting dark, and I have to send him to hurry up and get right.
"You knocked me on the head, don't you have the responsibility and obligation to take care of me until I am cured?" He looked at her Huang Ruirui looked at him angrily, this was obviously consumed with her, and he didn't leave until he was sick?
She snatched the remote control board and watched TV by herself, not planning to pay attention to Huo Jingwei, to see how thick-skinned he was.
He didn't mind her attitude, and had already called himself: "Well, send me a few sets of change of clothes, shirts, ties, socks and so on...... Yes, and the pajamas, all sent here, the address......" he said, but handed the phone to Huang Ruirui: "Sue them, your address here." β
Huang Ruirui didn't know whether to cry or laugh, looking at his serious appearance, it seemed that he was really ready to carry his bag to live with her.
"Why should I sue you for the address?"
"If you don't want to see me hanging around you covered in blood, you might as well tell them the address." He took the portrait of the scoundrel, and his tone was firm and irrefutable.
Huang Ruirui admitted that she really couldn't stand watching him with blood stains on his suit dangling in front of her.
Huang Ruirui reluctantly told the other party her address here, but she couldn't stop thinking in her heart, as long as Huo Jingwei was in front of her front foot, she would move immediately on her back foot.
In less than half an hour, there was a knock on the door, and sure enough, two people really sent Huo Jingwei a full set of clothes-suits, ties, shirts, socks, and pajamas......
Huo Jingwei collected the clothes, but picked up the pajamas and went to the bathroom.
Huang Ruirui gritted her teeth, isn't he the head of Envision Group? Isn't he a pampered kid of a family? How could he eat her homely meals so contentedly? It's easy to use her shabby little apartment?
He had to be like the princess of the bowl of beans, so squeamish that he couldn't eat like this, and he couldn't sleep well, and he had to be extremely uncomfortable with a small bowl of beans after twenty beddings.
Well, although he hasn't slept now, it at least shows that he is very delicate.
But Huo Jingwei didn't, he was already in the bathroom, turned on the faucet complacently, took a shower, and even told Huang Ruirui to turn off the power of the water heater and take a cool shower through the door.
Fortunately, he didn't have Huang Ruirui's bad habits, and he didn't come out naked to get dressed.
In the bathroom, he had changed into silk pajamas and stood up refreshed.
Well, Huang Ruirui admits that this man, even if he has gauze on his forehead, still does not hide his innate kingly atmosphere, although now he is deliberately hiding his domineering side, but it also makes her a little afraid to look directly.
He sat down with her on the two-seater sofa again, shoulder to shoulder, and watched boring TV series with her.
Huang Ruirui was a little crazy, how could there only be this two-seater sofa in this room, and there was no other place to sit.
What if he suddenly went berserk and held her down like he had just done?