Each dish is covered with a lid at this time.

Song Qing felt that not to mention the dishes, just this bowl looked very advanced.

Zhao Cheng walked to the table and stretched out his hand to open the lids one by one, seeing that the table couldn't fit down, Zhao Cheng put those lids in the kitchen.

When Zhao Cheng returned, he found that Song Qing was still standing still, and couldn't help but open his mouth to remind.

"Don't look at it, come over and eat, I'll have someone stew soup for you, drink more."

Lack of qi and blood, and anemia.

This woman hurt her body when she gave birth, and he forced her to drink medicinal soup for a month to make up for it.

So he didn't want anything wrong with her.

Generally, it is easy to faint, which is caused by the lack of qi and blood.

"This smells so good, how much is this table? It looks quite expensive, and the portions are also very generous. Song said softly and sat down at the table.

After all, it shouldn't be cheap to let the hotel owner deliver it himself, right?

Zhao Cheng listened to her ask the price and said calmly.

"The food is not expensive, it seems to be five or six hundred, and I didn't pay attention to it." What Zhao Cheng said was that his face was not red, his heart was not beating, and his face was calm and calm.

He was telling the truth, this table of dishes is not expensive, and the expensive ones are naturally the money for chartering the venue and the errand fee, and Zhao Cheng didn't say anything later.

But even so, it still made Song complain.

"No wonder, just such an eight-course dish, it costs five or six hundred, this kind of big restaurant is the worst. The last time my mom was on her birthday, my family went to a big restaurant for a meal, and I didn't feel like I had ordered a few dishes, but it was more than 600 when I checked out. ”

Zhao Cheng chuckled when he heard Song Qing's words.

"It's okay, you can eat if you want to eat in the future, I have money."

Song Qingzheng said energetically, and suddenly heard Zhao Cheng say this.

Thinking of his relationship with him, he lowered his head with a hot face.

"Your money isn't mine, I'm single now." Isn't? She's right, she's legally single right now.

As for what happened to him before? So far, Song Qing doesn't know? The only thing I remember is the fragment of memory that is now incomplete in my head.

"......" Zhao Cheng glanced at Song Qing and said angrily, "I have a lot of money and no place to spend it?" I want you to help me spend it, so it's fine, right? ”

Song couldn't help but laugh when he heard this. "Do you know that you said this to make me hate the rich? Wants to hit you. ”

Zhao Cheng: "If you beat me, your hands will hurt." ”

Song Qing ╯ □ ╰, this man is definitely flirting with her.

The food on the table is very light? Except for one dish of fish with chili peppers, the rest looked light and tasty.

In particular, the chicken soup and mutton soup make people very appetizing when they look at it. And just by looking at it, you know that this soup is very nutritious.

The dish looked like it had just come out of the oven, and it was still steaming hot at this time.

Song Qing picked up the chopsticks and shouted into the room.

"Zhao Yu? Come out to eat. ”

Song Qing's voice fell, and a familiar voice soon came from the room.

"Here we are."

The words fell, and Zhao Yu had already walked out of the bedroom.

"Hurry up, my son will sit down with his mother." Song said softly and stretched out his hand towards Zhao Yu.

"Okay." Zhao Yu answered and walked to his mother and sat down, "Mom, there are so many delicious foods." Zhao Yu called his mother, and now it is getting more and more smooth.

Sure enough, calling your mother is more pleasant than calling your aunt? Even he could feel the death stare from his own father.

Song Qing gave Zhao Yu white rice and pushed it in front of him, and brought him a pair of chopsticks.

"Here, eat more." Song said softly and sandwiched beef for Zhao Yu, and then sandwiched chicken for him.

This treatment is definitely my own mother.

"......" Zhao Cheng took a bowl and gave Song Qing a bowl of chicken soup, and then put a spoon and pushed it in front of her.

"Drink the soup first."

Zhao Yu pointed to the cut beef while picking up rice and said? "Dad? Good beef? , put it in vinegar chili sauce and dip it in sour and spicy is very fragrant? Delicious? You eat more. ”

Song nodded after hearing this, "This cut beef is pretty good?" It's true that your son also knows that you like to be jealous. ”

"......" Zhao Cheng felt that sooner or later he would be angry with the mother and son.

Calm, one is his son and the other is his lover, neither of them can be cleaned up.

So how else (;) ′????? `)。

"......" Zhao Cheng poured rice for himself, picked up the chopsticks, calmly picked up the beef, and ate it with vinegar.

"Well, that's good."

Zhao Cheng didn't forget to remind him when he ate, "Drink the soup first, and it won't taste good when it's cold." ”

"Okay, I'll try it." Song said lightly, looked at the soup in front of him, picked up the spoon and started drinking.

Don't say it tastes really good.

"It's delicious, don't say that although the food in this restaurant is very expensive, the taste is really good." Song said lightly, spoonful by spoonful, and soon drank half a bowl of soup.

"It's good to like it," Zhao Cheng saw that she liked it, and also felt that the money was worth it.

……

After this meal, all three of them were very full.

After eating, Song Qing looked at the plates and bowls on the table and couldn't help but ask, "Do you want to return this bowl and plates?" ”

Zhao Cheng shook his head, "That's not necessary." ”

"That's not bad, then I'll wash the dishes." Song said lightly, after emptying the remaining vegetable scraps into the trash, he stacked the plates one by one, and went to the kitchen.

Don't say that this bowl is very good, put it in the future when you stir-fry and eat.

In the kitchen, the sound of water came from the noise, and Song Qing stood in front of the sink washing dishes as usual.

In the living room, Zhao Cheng wiped the table and walked into the kitchen with a rag.

Zhao Cheng stretched out his hand and carried Song Qing behind him and said in a deep voice, "You go to rest, I'll wash it." ”

Song Qing looked at the man who was already standing in front of the sink and rolled up his sleeves to wash the dishes, and came back to his senses and stepped forward to hold his wrist.

"I'll wash it myself, if you're really idle, go watch TV."

"I don't want to see it, I want to wash the dishes now." After Zhao Cheng finished speaking, he was silent and stretched out his hand to start washing the dishes, and his serious appearance was like saying that who wouldn't let me want me to copy his whole family.

Song opened his hand easily, tilted his head and looked at the man beside him seriously.

At this time, he frowned slightly, and he was not skilled in washing dishes, perhaps this was his first time washing dishes.

After all, Prime Minister Zhao Cheng, who is powerful in the world, doesn't need to wash the dishes by himself at all.

No wonder he once fell in love with him and was willing to give birth to him, it is really not strange for such a man to fall in love with him after getting along for a long time.

And I have to say that such a man is really hard to find now.

Song Qing is not tall, so he still has to tilt his head slightly when he stands beside Zhao Cheng to look at him.

Not to mention that this posture is quite tiring after a long time.

Looking at his cold and hard face, Song Qingxin stretched out two fingers to grab the clothes on his arm, and stood on tiptoe to kiss him on the face.

The warm feeling came from his face, Zhao Cheng paused, and the bowl in his hand fell back into the water.

She was very close to him, so Zhao Cheng could smell the familiar smell on her, and the faint floral fragrance made people very comfortable.