Cheng Qinqin took off her makeup, took a shower, wrapped herself in pajamas, and lay on the bed with her back to the door.

She didn't want to see Zhan Moming, but she couldn't afford to provoke Zhan Moming, so she wanted to use this posture to express her dissatisfaction in her heart.

"Qinqin, get up and eat." Zhan Moming pushed the door and walked in, everything was so natural, as if this was his home.

Zhan Moming really thinks so, this is his home, and where Cheng Qinqin is there, it is his home.

Cheng Qinqin ignored him, pulled the quilt up, and blocked her head in protest.

Zhan Moming was laughed at by this little girl's actions, why is she so cute, she thinks that if she does this, she can't do anything about her? She thought that if she did this, she would leave, she was too naïve.

"Come out quickly, or I'll go inside the covers to find you." As Zhan Moming spoke, he really put his hand into Cheng Qinqin's quilt.

"Ahh Cheng Qinqin was so frightened that she jumped directly from the bed to the ground, looking at Zhan Moming with a wary expression.

Once, her only role for Zhan Moming was a plaything to vent, which was also the most painful thorn in her heart.

It was the most humble part of my past that I left behind my self-esteem.

As much as she loves, how lowly she is, that's the last thing she wants to remember.

Since Zhan Moming appeared, Cheng Qinqin has been worried that she will fall into that situation again.

Seeing the horror in Cheng Qinqin's eyes, Zhan Moming hurriedly explained with a smile: "Don't worry, I will never touch you, I was worried that the food was cold, so I came to urge you." ”

Cheng Qinqin frowned and thought for a moment.

Zhan Moming's words reassured her a lot.

However, she didn't want to eat Zhan Moming's cooking, although it was delicious, but those were Qin Yiying's favorite dishes, and she felt uncomfortable in her heart after eating them, and it was easy not to digest them.

Cheng Qinqin shook her head and said, "I don't want to eat it." Then she had to climb back on the bed, but Zhan Moming had already taken the first step and propped her hands on the bed, stopping her from moving.

"Why don't you want to eat it?" Zhan Moming's voice was still so gentle.

Cheng Qinqin bit her lip and whispered, "I don't like the food you cook." ”

Zhan Moming said that he was very hurt, Cheng Qinqin used to like the food she cooked, why has it changed now.

"I made your favorite fish-flavored shredded pork." Zhan Moming looked at Cheng Qinqin earnestly and said.

Fish-flavored shredded pork? How can it be? Isn't Qin Yiying the most hated to eat chili peppers?

Once, he angered Zhan Moming because he wanted to eat chili peppers, and he lost what should have been the best first time.

Seeing Cheng Qinqin's suddenly lonely and sad expression, Zhan Moming was a little flustered.

He didn't know what Cheng Qinqin remembered about the past, but it was definitely not a happy thing.

In the past, many things that hurt Cheng Qinqin were done unconsciously by Zhan Moming in anger.

So, he really can't tie these things together.

"Go and try it, okay." Zhan Moming pulled Cheng Qinqin out, and didn't forget to sell her cuteness again, Cheng Qinqin was already sitting at the dining table as soon as she shook her head.

Cheng Qinqin was surprised to find that there was really a plate of fish-flavored shredded meat on the table, and she was already drooling just by smelling the smell.

However, Cheng Qinqin didn't dare to eat it, she had to avoid spicy, sweet, oil, and a lot.

Zhan Moming took out a small plate of fish-flavored shredded pork and put it in front of her, and said gently: "I went to consult your attending physician, and now you don't have to avoid eating at all, and you can eat a little once in a while, no problem." Your diet used to be too light, so you have to take it step by step, eat these today, I'll make them for you in a few days, eat more shiitake mushrooms, what I make is much better than what your cooking aunt cooks. ”

Cheng Qinqin looked at Zhan Moming like an alien, and she wondered if Zhan Moming had been taken away by a very gentle ghost.

"Eat it, it's not good for your stomach if it's cold." Zhan Moming urged.

There was no doubt about Zhan Moming's words, Cheng Qinqin hurriedly picked up the chopsticks, lowered her head, and ate.

It's so delicious, it's a hundred times better than the food Zhan Moming used to cook.

This stir-fried shiitake mushroom obviously looks colorless, it seems to be very bland, but it is much better than what Auntie cooked.

"Eat slowly, no one will rob you." Zhan Moming looked at Cheng Qinqin, who was eating happily, and couldn't help but smile at the corners of his lips.

She's such an easy child to satisfy.

Qinqin, you have guarded me for so many years, this time, I will protect you.

Just play and do what you want.

My arms will always be empty for you.

When you're tired, just turn around and I'll carry you home.

Cheng Qinqin, who was full, touched her stomach with satisfaction, it was really delicious.

Zhan Moming filled another bowl of soup, put it in front of Cheng Qinqin and said, "This is to nourish the stomach and replenish qi, and it is very good for your body to recover." ”

Cheng Qinqin wanted to vomit when she remembered the broth made by her aunt before, but thinking about the taste of the dish just now, it was really good, so she tried to take a small sip, and then her eyes lit up, it was so delicious.

"How can it be so delicious!" Cheng Qinqin finished drinking a small bowl and said unsatisfied.

"It's an ancestral recipe." Zhan Mo said proudly, this is the formula he bought from an old Chinese medicine doctor at a great price.

Cheng Qinqin glanced at Zhan Moming, obviously not believing what he said, and said with a smile: "Why don't I know, your Zhan family ancestor still has a cook." ”

This man really can't even lie.

"Of course it's not our Zhan family's ancestors, it's someone else's ancestor who has an imperial doctor, I heard that even Emperor Qianlong drank this soup back then." Zhan Moming began to sell himself and boast.

Cheng Qinqin was amused by his appearance as a charlatan.

"Don't believe it, don't you think this soup is extraordinary?" Zhan Moming, who was questioned, said he was very hurt.

"Faith, faith, faith, is indeed extraordinary." Cheng Qinqin couldn't stand Zhan Moming's aggrieved expression, so she compromised directly.

"What would you like to eat next time? I'll do it for you. Zhan Moming struck while the iron was hot, and began to be close to Cheng Qinqin.

"I want to eat, I want to eat spicy crayfish, boiled pork slices, Mao Xuewang, husband and wife lung slices, back to the pot meat, spicy chicken, sauerkraut fish, Chongqing hot pot, barbecue, cake, ice cream, and chocolate."

Cheng Qinqin snapped her fingers and said like a few treasures, the more she talked, the more excited she became, and the more she talked, the more greedy she became.

Zhan Moming listened patiently, and then memorized it all in his head.

"Spicy crayfish can't be eaten for the time being, and chocolate can't be eaten for the time being, but everything else is fine. I'll make you a boiled pork slice the day after tomorrow, eat this spicy dish twice a week, and then you can eat it every day. Seeing Cheng Qinqin's somewhat lost look, Zhan Moming was also a little unbearable, so he said: "Tomorrow, I'll make you a sponge cake first, but you can only eat a small piece." ”

As soon as she heard that there was a cake to eat, Cheng Qinqin immediately recovered her spirits and nodded again and again, long forgetting that she was bent on driving Zhan Moming out.