It was a pair of plain brocade boxers.

Men's. Wide and wide.

The corners of Bo Gucheng's lips couldn't help twitching fiercely, no matter what, he didn't expect that the gift she gave would actually be boxers.

"What, Xiaocheng'er doesn't like it?" Xi Zuer looked at the man's stunned expression and couldn't help asking.

Bo Gucheng's Adam's apple rolled down fiercely, and his voice was low and powerful, "No." Loved it. ”

I have never received such a "chic" gift.

is not as reserved as a veil or fan, but it is especially in line with the straightforward and frank nature of a little woman, which is exciting.

And he suddenly found that the fabric material of the boxers was exactly the same texture as the white skirt on her body, that is, the legendary "Tian Silk", which is difficult to buy, soft, elegant, and soft to the touch, it must be very comfortable to wear.

"Did Miss Zu'er sew it by herself?"

"Well, I sewed it for three days."

She is really not good at handicraft, and she knew that she didn't have to bother so much when she learned from the Weaver Girl.

The main thing is that I don't understand how to sew the boy's boxers and the position of the opening, so it took a lot of work here.

Bo Gucheng held the boxers in his hand, "I will wear this gift for the rest of my life." ”

Xi Zuer smiled, "Well, it's not a long life, just like it." ”

His life is probably until this year's birthday, and the silk is flexible and worn on this day, no problem.

Bo Gucheng put away his precious gifts, and for a while he only felt that Xi Rubao's expensive moonstone and the tourmaline beads on the crow's paws were floating clouds.

It's not as good as his thin fabric, which is deep and meaningful, and has far-reaching connotations!

Re-filled her with hot soup, "Jade white jade soup, you try." There are also stuffed jasper snails, stewed sea cucumbers, roasted cakes, and vegetarian assortment, I don't know if it suits your appetite. ”

Xi Zuer looked at the refreshing and fragrant soup and side dishes, and couldn't help but sigh in her heart, the boy's genes she pinched at the beginning were still good, and the boys she met now have a hand in cooking.

Xi Chansha can stew old fire soup, and Bo Gucheng's ability to handle a table of dishes is even more powerful.

At least she can't.

My ancestors only drank alcohol.

"When did you learn to cook, Xiaocheng? It's hard to march and fight, isn't it? ”

"It's fine. Just, talent. ”

The man silently turned his back and turned off the app page of the "Kitchen Master's Guide" on his phone.

He was away all the year round, leading special teams, and in the early years, he went to places where difficulties and conditions were quite harsh.

He once caught a traitorous fugitive in the Amazon jungle and lurked for a whole month without food supplies, and finally even ran out of compressed biscuits and ran out of food.

That's when I learned to cook.

But - the content of his cooking at that time was roasting grasshoppers, roasting earthworms, roasting birds' eggs...... Even, grilled crocodile.

Didn't help at all with today's meal.

Xi Zuer tasted it and praised it softly, "Not bad." ”

Then she took out her wine bottle, "The 10,000-year-old wine brought back from Qingcheng, if you don't drink it, it's a waste, Xiaocheng'er will not get drunk with me tonight." ”

She raised her glass and sipped and occasionally took a bite of food.

Bo Gucheng drank a few cups with her, and also sandwiched a piece of sea cucumber to eat, and as soon as it reached his mouth, he couldn't help but want to spit it out, but he reluctantly swallowed it for the sake of politeness - he added more salt.

Sea cucumbers are originally salty, and he has no experience and no good quantity.

But looking at Xi Zuer still casually, taking a small bite, he suddenly felt a little congested - just like the little daughter-in-law who was cooking for the first time, and was tolerantly praised by the object for "delicious" The unspeakable embarrassment!

But what's going on with a bitter throat and a little faint joy?

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