Song Shinian looked down at the microwaved shredded chicken porridge in his hand.

White and fragrant, why is it not clean, unhygienic, fresh and nutritious?

She tried to tell him: "The bento at this convenience store is updated every day, and if you don't finish it that day, you will recycle it to the main store for processing, and then make it new the next day, which is absolutely fresh and healthy!" ”

Yan Yu twitched his eyelids and said lightly, "What time is it?" ”

Song Shinian was stunned, and hurriedly took out his mobile phone to look, "2:45." ”

Yan Yu: "It's more than 2 o'clock in the morning, so you said that the bento you bought, is it left over from yesterday, or is it new today?" ”

Song Shinian: ......

She's a little messy, if it's left over from yesterday, it's not destroyed and bought back by herself, it's really not new;

If it's today, but now it's late at night, who will send them fresh bento in the middle of the night;

She grimaced and tried to justify: "These bento boxes have been kept in the crisper, even if they are not newly made that day, the taste will not be much worse." ”

She also eats leftovers often, and she has not eaten less overnight dishes.

It's not still thriving.

"I never eat overnight meals." Yan Yu's face was pale and said, "Forget it, I'll get out of bed and do it myself." ”

As he spoke, he was about to get out of bed, but as soon as he took two steps, his body shook uncontrollably, and he stumbled and almost fell.

He looked very weak.

Song Shinian hurriedly supported him, pressed him back to the bed, and said helplessly: "Okay, okay, you can rest in bed, and leave the cooking to me." ”

The big guy is too picky eater.

But it is impossible for him to let such a weak person stumble to cook, it is too unusual.

She turned her head to look at Yan Yu and asked, "What do you want to eat?" ”

Yan Yu replied without thinking: "In the middle of the night, just be simple." ”

Now I know that I want to eat simple in the middle of the night, so why don't you eat the porridge bought at the convenience store?

Double standard.

Song Shinian endured the little depression in his heart and proposed: "Otherwise, I will also cook porridge?" ”

Yan Yu thought for two seconds when he heard this, looked very reluctant, and said, "Then let's yam polenta." ”

Hehe.

Song Shinian almost laughed.

The last time she made this porridge for Shi Wenzhou, didn't the big guy still stand next to her and disgusted the smell of the paste she cooked?

Sure enough, it's a mouthful.

The mouth is disgusted, but the body is very honest.

I was still caught by my amazing cooking skills.

Yan Yu looked up and saw the ridicule in the girl's eyes, coughed lightly, and hurried: "Then you go." ”

Seeing that he is a sick person, he will not be like him.

Song Shinian went to the kitchen to cook porridge with a good temper.

Fortunately, the ingredients for yam polenta were all available, and she had made it once before, and this time she was even more comfortable sitting up.

At least there is no mushy smell anymore.

When it was ready to be served in front of Yan Yu, it was already half an hour later.

When Yan Yu saw the bright and fragrant white porridge, decorated with a little yellow and clear, it didn't taste mush, and he was very satisfied.

"Eat."

Song Shinian sent the porridge to Yan Yu's hand.

Yan Yu stretched out his hand to take it, but his fingers trembled when he was about to touch the edge of the bowl, and he looked unsteady.

He glanced gloomily at his trembling hand, his eyes downcast.

Song Shinian: ......

She looked at Yan Yu nervously, and asked cautiously, "Big guy, ...... your hand?" "Why are you still shaking??

Is it wasted? Or what complications?