Chapter Eighty-Five: My Stomach Hurts

"Okay, Canglan, I believe you this time." Chang Ziye said.

"yes, you have to believe me, how could I lie to you." Canglan said.

"Really? In the future, we all have to believe in each other, even if there are misunderstandings and doubts, we must make it clear to our faces, okay? Chang Ziye looked at the vicissitudes gently.

Canglan suddenly felt that Chang Ziye seemed to be a different person, completely different from before.

She nodded excitedly, she seemed to be more handsome in the night.

Haha, Canglan can't help but drool.

"What, do you want to do something?" Chang Zhongye saw her looking at her nymphomaniac. I can't bear to let go of such an ambiguous opportunity.

Chang Ziye slowly approached her, and Canglan was forced by him to retreat into a corner.

Chang Zhongye held up the wall with both hands.

"I'm sorry, I suddenly remembered that there is a good restaurant nearby, let's go quickly, there will be no place if we go late." Canglan escaped from his hands and said to him.

I picked up my bag from my chair and ran away from the door of the office.

Let her escape again, Chang Ziye regretted, very remorseful.

It was the first dinner the two of them had since they returned home.

"It's still delicious Chinese food." Chang Ziye said with a sigh.

"Why, I think Russian food is really delicious." Canglan said.

"Foreign food is all Western food, how can there be Chinese food that tastes hot." Chang Ziye said.

Born and raised in China, Chang Ziye has an almost fanatical love for Chinese food.

This liking may be due to the fact that Canglan didn't have much interest in Chinese food.

But under the leadership of Chang Zhongye, she also thinks that Chinese food is actually delicious.

If you are used to eating Western food, it is a very pleasant thing to change the way you eat.

Moreover, China's food culture is broad and profound, and Canglan remembers a show about Chinese food that he watched before.

At that time, she asked Chang Zhongye to follow the above and give her food.

This made Chang Ziye very embarrassed, "Miss, there are so many dishes above, I want to make them all for you, am I not a chef?" ”

"No, no, I'm going to eat, you have to learn." Canglan said unrelentingly.

"You're too vexatious, if you like to eat, we can go to the restaurant and cook all the dishes here, I don't have that much time." Chang Ziye said with a frown.

"Then you're not going to make it for me?" Canglan raised an eyebrow and asked.

"It's not that I don't give you to do it, it's that I don't have time." Chang Ziye explained.

"Okay, Chang Zhongye, I asked you to make it for me, because I can afford you, but you don't even buy it." Canglan said angrily.

"It's not that I don't want to make it for you to eat, so let's see what you want to eat, depending on whether it's Sichuan cuisine, Hunan cuisine, or Cantonese cuisine. I'll take you to eat locally, that's called authentic. Chang Ziye said flatteringly.

Canglan didn't speak, sitting there sullenly holding the TV remote control, and pressing the buttons on it hard.

"Okay, okay, I've lost to you, I'll cook you whatever food you want to eat." Chang Zhongye still softened in front of Canglan.

"Your Royal Highness, tell me what you want to eat."

Canglan suddenly became happy, and said the names of the dishes one by one with high spirits.

She had seen the names of the dishes on TV, and she was drooling at the time.

Now that it's finally time to eat, Canglan is so happy that he can't describe it in words.

She happily gathered around Chang Zhongye's side, cheering and jumping, like a greedy child.

Chang Zi couldn't resist him at night, so he obediently went to the street to buy vegetables.

After buying a few big bags of ingredients, seeing Chang Zhongye carrying so many things, Canglan ran up curiously.

Pocket by pocket flipped, "This is beef, this is garlic, this is pork." Canglan had words in his mouth.

"That's right, Canglan, I've known so much." Chang Zizhong boasted about the vicissitudes of the night.

Canglan felt even more proud, "After so many years in China, I naturally recognize some." ”

"Well, I think you're just too smart." Chang Zhongye wanted to please Canglan, so he praised her hard.

In fact, in his heart, these are common sense, simple can't be simpler, even a child of a few years old can recognize these things.

What's more, Canglan is still an adult in his twenties, is he still no better than a child?

"Yes, I'm often fascinated by my beauty and intelligence." Vicissitism became narcissistic.

However, Chang Zhongye has to admit that since he recklessly praised Canglan like this, Canglan seems to be more interested in Chinese food culture and more confident.

So in the end, I became a foodie.

Looking at the vicissitudes of eating happily in front of him, Chang Zhongye shook his head helplessly.

"Canglan, if you eat slowly, aren't you afraid of gaining weight?" Chang Ziye kindly reminded.

"Don't be afraid, I can't get fat." Chang Ziye doesn't know where the confidence comes from.

"Why don't you get fat, there are many girls in China who are very good at eating and eat a lot, so they are very stout." Chang Ziye said.

"I'm not afraid of being fat, there are also many chubby girls in our country, and I think they are quite cute." Canglan answered Chang Zhongye while eating, looking a little overwhelmed.

"You're fat, I don't like you anymore." Chang Ziye said to Canglan in a threatening tone.

"If you don't like it, you don't, I know you won't." Canglan said categorically, looking very determined.

Well, that's really right, how can he have the courage not to want her, he is afraid that she won't want him.

She Cen Canglan just eats herself.

At this meal, Chang Zhongye was very depressed, but Canglan was very happy.

At the time of checkout, Chang Ziye glanced at the menu and unknowingly ate so many things.

It's not that he feels sorry for money, he just thinks that Canglan is really too good to eat. It's quite a bit of a realm that makes him breathtaking.

After dinner, the two people returned to the villa where Chang Ziye lived, and when Chang Zhongye returned home, he took off his coat on the hanger and wore a relaxed home clothes.

And the first thing Canglan did when he got home was to fall on the sofa on all fours, then turn on the TV, and pick up snacks in his hands.

"Canglan, don't eat it." Chang Zhongye was really afraid that she couldn't stop eating.

"What, I'm afraid I'll make you poor?" Canglan was looking forward to the night with some anger.

"Canglan, why are you talking like that, okay, I don't care about you, but don't blame me for not reminding you if you have a problem eating." Chang Ziye said.

"No, don't worry, there won't be any problems, even if something goes wrong, I won't blame you." After Canglan finished speaking, he continued to eat.

Alas, Chang Ziye sighed heavily helplessly.

Chang Zhongye also sat on the sofa with Canglan and watched the boring funny shows on TV.

There is an indescribable sense of loss and melancholy.

The two of them didn't have much verbal communication all night, and finally went back to their rooms to sleep.

At this time, Chang Zhongye had no emotional thoughts at all, he threw himself into bed and fell asleep.

When he slept until late in the evening, he suddenly felt someone knocking on his door.

"Who?" Chang Zi slept in a daze at night, thinking that he had hit a ghost against the wall.

"I have a stomachache in the middle of the night." Canglan's voice sounded a little painful.

When Chang Ziye heard this, he quickly opened the door of the room.

I saw Canglan holding his stomach with his hands, and his face was densely oozing with beads of sweat.

"Canglan, what's wrong with you." Chang Zhongye was a little panicked.

"Chang Midnight, my stomach hurts terribly." Canglan said.

"Stop talking, I'll take you to the hospital." After Chang Ziye finished speaking, he helped Canglan out of the house.

Fortunately, it was the dead of night at this time, and there were no cars or people on the street.

So Chang Zhongye drove the car almost wildly to the city hospital.

"Doctor, doctor......" Before entering the outpatient hall, Chang Zhongye shouted anxiously.

Soon the doctor on duty in the hospital came running.

"Doctor, look at her, her stomach hurts terribly." Chang Zhongye said this sentence almost in a crying tone.

The doctor took them into the hospital room and then put Canglan on a hospital bed.

began to take the instrument and check it on Canglan's stomach.

"It's nothing, it's just that I have a bad stomach and a little acute gastroenteritis." The doctor told Chang Zhongye.

"Oh, yes, is that serious? Do I need to be hospitalized? Chang Ziye asked.

"I should stay in the hospital for a few days, prescribe some medicine, and I'll be fine. Young people, don't worry. The doctor looked at Chang Ziye and said with a smile: "Girlfriend? ”

"Hmm." Chang Ziye nodded.

"My girlfriend is pretty good." The doctor said to Chang Ziye.

Chang Ziye didn't understand what he said for a while.

This is praising Canglan, or envying yourself, or there is a hint of danger.

My girlfriend is beautiful and what does it matter to him, does he ......

Chang Zhongye clenched his fists when he thought of this.

Seeing that something was wrong with Chang Ziye, the doctor hurriedly walked away.

Now the young man is really, and he is not happy to praise his girlfriend for being beautiful. The doctor wondered.

At this time, Canglan was so painful that he didn't see this scene or hear their conversation.

Soon the nurse took the potion and hung it up for Canglan.