"Click~"

Xia Xiaoyu twisted the door lock, pushed open the door, and walked out of the master bedroom, but he didn't want to, the living room was dark.

As if worried about waking up the sleeping child and Hu Weicheng, Xia Xiaoyu did not dare to turn on the light, but groped all the way, tiptoed to the kitchen.

Hey, why is the kitchen light on?

With this doubt, she pushed open the kitchen door and saw Hu Weicheng sitting on a stool by the window, napping.

What's going on?

It's all at this point, why is he still in the kitchen?

Hu Weicheng, who seemed to notice that someone was sleeping very lightly, suddenly opened his eyes, and when he saw that it was Xia Xiaoyu, he suddenly relaxed his vigilance.

"Wife, you're finally out!"

Xia Xiaoyu walked into the kitchen, closed the door, and then looked at Hu Weicheng with some confusion and asked.

"Why haven't you slept yet?"

Hu Weicheng stretched out his hand and rubbed his temples, as if to quickly sober himself up.

"Wife, I promised you that I would wait for you to eat, have you forgotten?"

Xia Xiaoyu searched for her memory, but she had no impression at all, and then said with a haha.

"That, I'm sorry, I forgot, haha!"

Hu Weicheng smiled, as if he didn't care, and then asked.

"Wife, are you hungry?"

When it came to this question, Xia Xiaoyu wanted to deny it, but her stomach rumbled honestly, and then, she nodded a little embarrassedly and replied.

"Well, I'm hungry."

After getting this answer, Hu Weicheng got up, walked to the stove, turned off the fire, and then picked up the soup spoon in the bowl and filled two bowls of porridge, one of which was handed to Xia Xiaoyu, and the other bowl was placed in front of him.

Seeing this situation, Xia Xiaoyu asked in surprise.

"Hu Weicheng, you really didn't eat in the afternoon?"

"Hmm."

"Just to wait for me to eat?"

"Hmm."

got this answer, Xia Xiaoyu said that he couldn't cry or laugh, and he was not moved, but there were a lot of words to complain, but in the end, only this sentence was left in his mouth.

"Hu Weicheng, are you stupid!"

"Aren't you too!"

Hu Weicheng's words made Xia Xiaoyu silent, because Zhang Hengbo had a phone call, she was by the window, in a daze for four hours, and this scene happened to be seen by Hu Weicheng from the window of another room, how long she stood there, how long he watched from the side.

Obviously, no one wants to stay on this topic.

"Well, where are the chopsticks!"

"Drink porridge first!"

The two of them spoke in unison, breaking the sudden embarrassment just now, Hu Weicheng took out two pairs of chopsticks from the chopsticks, one of which was handed to Xia Xiaoyu.

Immediately, like an old mother, she muttered.

"The fried meals in the afternoon are cold, and now I eat them, and the taste is not good, and eating the staple food at night is not good for the stomach, so I boiled this pot of porridge, which is easy to digest, you taste it, like it or not."

"Okay, I'll try."

Xia Xiaoyu was like a good baby, picked up the bowl, picked up the chopsticks, and began to eat under Hu Weicheng's chatter.

"Hah! It's hot! ”

She hurriedly exhaled and fanned the cold air into her mouth with her hand.

"Wife, eat slowly, no one will rob you."

Hu Weicheng smiled helplessly.

"Hu Weicheng, the porridge you cooked is so delicious?"

Although it was a small accident to be burned, it was fragrant and had an endless aftertaste.

"If my wife likes it, just eat more, there is still it in the pot."

Hu Weicheng smiled faintly, and then, remembering something again, got up, and put a plate of pickled radish in front of Hu Weicheng from the refrigerator.

"Wife, use this porridge, you will definitely like it."

"Okay, I'll try."

Eating pickled radish and porridge together gives people a refreshing and delicious feeling, and then he said with full praise.

"Hu Weicheng, this pickled radish is eaten with porridge, the taste is really amazing."

Hu Weicheng nodded.

"If you like it."

Speaking of this, Xia Xiaoyu remembered the cauliflower fried by Hu Weicheng during the day, and then asked Hu Weicheng with a curious baby.

"Hu Weicheng, your cooking skills are so good, where did you learn them?"

Hu Weicheng did not answer, but smiled.

"My wife is good, I don't say anything when I eat, and I don't say anything when I sleep."

Well, this is the rhythm that I don't plan to tell her, it's so sad, just when Xia Xiaoyu was disappointed, Hu Weicheng threw an olive branch again.

"Maybe, if you put me in a good mood, you can tell you."

Hey, in a good mood?

May I ask, how can we make Comrade Hu Weicheng feel good?

Because she really wants to know if Hu Weicheng's cooking skills were secretly taught by her father.

In order for Hu Weicheng to be in a good mood, Xia Xiaoyu went out directly.

"Hu Weicheng, if I promise you not to divorce you, will you be in a good mood?"

Hu Weicheng shook his head slightly, if this is really the case, it will become Hu Weicheng forcing Xia Xiaoyu in disguise, he doesn't want to force her, he hopes that she is willing, just like the day.

Immediately, Xia Xiaoyu was in trouble, it didn't work if she didn't get a divorce, she had to use her brain, recalling the plot of the female protagonist pleasing the male protagonist in the previous TV series.

"Hu Weicheng, then, how about I cook you a meal?"

"You're not as good at cooking as I am."

"Hu Weicheng, then, how about I knit you a scarf?"

"Knitting a scarf is not good for your eyes."

"Hu Weicheng, then, what do you like, I'll buy it for you?"

"I can buy it myself."

"Hu Weicheng, then tell me, what do you have to do to make you happy."

"Don't tell."

"Hu Weicheng, but I really want to know, who taught you how to cook, please, tell me okay?"

"You put me in a good mood, I'll tell you."

Xia Xiaoyu PK Hu Weicheng was defeated.

The porridge was drunk and his stomach was full, but Xia Xiaoyu still didn't have anything to make Hu Weicheng happy.

"Hu Weicheng~"

"Yes."

"Husband~"

"Hmm."

"Tell me, okay?"

"Okay."

Very suddenly, Hu Weicheng actually agreed, what happened just now, Xia Xiaoyu couldn't believe his ears.

"Hu Weicheng, you really promised to tell me!"

"Wife, don't cross the river and tear down the bridge, what did you call me just now?"

Xia Xiaoyu suddenly realized, it turned out that calling his husband made him feel better, it was so simple, why did she waste so many brain cells just now.

Anyway, there are no outsiders now, so if you call your husband, you will call your husband.

So, Xia Xiaoyu took a deep breath, and then plucked up the courage to say.

"Husband, tell me, who taught you how to cook, okay?"

"Yes, wife, come closer, I'll tell you."

"Okay."

Xia Xiaoyu approached Hu Weicheng very obediently, only to see him attached to her ear and whispered a name, Xia Zhen.

"Ahh

Just when Xia Xiaoyu was thinking about what this name had to do with her father, suddenly, Hu Weicheng hugged her from behind her into his arms.

"Hu Weicheng, what are you doing?"

"Wife, good, call husband."

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(The following plot has been harmonious, please read with me, prosperity, democracy, civilization, harmony, freedom, equality, justice, rule of law, patriotism, dedication, integrity, friendliness.) ）