Bo Ye's little ancestor has made a sensation in the world again

Chapter 480

It was a pair of plain brocade boxer pants.

Men's.Wide and wide.

The corners of Bao Gucheng's lips twitched violently, no matter what, he never expected that the gift she gave would be boxers.

"Why, Xiao Cheng'er doesn't like it?" Seeing the man's dazed expression, Xi Zuer couldn't help asking.

Bao Gucheng's Adam's apple rolled down hard, and his voice was deep and powerful: "No. I like it very much."

Never received such a "chic" gift.

Not as reserved as veils and fans, but it is especially in line with the straightforward and frank temperament of the little girl, which is exciting.

Moreover, he suddenly discovered that the material of the boxer pants was exactly the same as the white skirt on her body, that is, the legendary "Celestial Silk", which is hard to buy with a fortune. It is soft, elegant, and soft to the touch. It must be comfortable to wear.

"Ms. Zuer sewed it herself?"

"Well, it took three days to sew."

She is really not good at handicrafts, if she knew she had learned from Zhinu back then, she wouldn't have to bother so much.

The most important thing is that I don't know how to sew the boxer pants for boys and children. It took a lot of effort here.

Bao Gucheng clutched the boxer briefs in his hand: "I will wear this gift for the rest of my life."

Xi Zuer smiled sweetly: "Well, a lifetime is not long, as long as you like it."

This year's birthday will probably be the end of his life. On this day, the silk is flexible and wearable, so there is no problem.

After Bao Gucheng took away his precious gift, he felt that Xi Rubao's expensive moonstone and the tourmaline beads on the crow's paw were just floating clouds.

It is not as good as his thin piece of fabric, which has deep meaning and profound connotation!

He refilled the hot soup for her: "Jade and white jade soup, try it. There are also stuffed jasper snails, stewed sea cucumber, two-color roasted cake, and assorted vegetables. I don't know if it suits your appetite."

Xi Zuer looked at the refreshing and fragrant thick soup and side dishes, and couldn't help but sigh in her heart. The boys she pinched had good genes back then, but now the boys she meets are good at cooking.

Xi Chansha can stew Laohuo soup, and Bao Gucheng is even better at cooking a table.

At least not for her.

The ancestors can only drink.

"When did you learn to cook, Xiaocheng? Isn't it hard to march and fight?"

"It's okay. Just, talent."

The man silently turned his back, and closed the app page of "Kitchen Master Guide" on his phone.

He is away all year round, leading special teams, and in the early years he went to places with difficult and dangerous conditions.

I once caught treason fugitives in the Amazon jungle, lurking for a whole month, without food supplies, and finally ate up all the compressed biscuits, and ran out of ammunition and food.

That's when I learned to cook.

However—the contents of his cooking at that time were: roasted grasshoppers, roasted earthworms, roasted bird eggs...even, roasted crocodiles.

Didn't help at all with today's meal.

Xi Zuer tasted it and praised softly: "Not bad."

Then she took out her wine bottle: "The Wannian fine wine brought back from Qingcheng, if you don't drink it, it will be wasted. Xiaochenger will not get drunk with me tonight."

She raised her glass and sipped, occasionally taking a bite of the dish.

Bao Gucheng drank a few glasses with her, and also ate a piece of sea cucumber. He couldn't help but want to spit it out as soon as it reached his mouth, but he swallowed it reluctantly for the sake of politeness—he added too much salt.

Sea cucumbers are inherently salty, and he has no experience and has not mastered the quantity.

But looking at Xi Zuer, who was still eating as if nothing had happened, he suddenly felt a little overwhelmed—like the unspeakable embarrassment of a young daughter-in-law who cooks for the first time, being graciously praised as "delicious" by her partner!

But what's the matter with the sore throat and a little bit of joy?

(End of this chapter)