After giving Zhan Ye a complete body operation, I became pregnant

Chapter 225 Qiao Jing Caught in the Middle

Xu Hongzu snorted coldly, turned his head away and did not speak.

Inside the kitchen.

"Back?" Qiao Jing was frying the fish in the pot, and was a little surprised to see someone coming.

"Well, what kind of fish?" Zhan Qipei glanced at the other dishes in the bag, took the initiative to get them in his hand and began to wash them.

Qiao Jing turned her head and stared at the fish in the pot, "Grandpa Xu likes sauerkraut."

Zhan Qipei thought of the grandparents Xu Hongzu and Xu Moqian, his face darkened, but he had to help Qiao Jing cut the sauerkraut.

I don't know when it started, Zhan Qi Pei and Qiao Jing have a certain tacit understanding in cooking, and the cooking speed is much faster when a man is helping.

Five dishes and one soup were served on the table, and the three people in the fragrant living room quickly sat down at the dining table.

The five sat in very clever positions, Zhan Qi Pei sat on Qiao Jing's left, and Xu Moqian sat on her right.

And the two old people sat next to their grandsons, as if they were divided into gangs.

"It's called, husband and wife match, work is not tiring." Zhan Yuanshan said contentedly, stroked his beard, and glanced at Xu Hongzu.

"You reckless man, what kind of sentence did you change?" Xu Hongzu said angrily.

Zhan Yuanshan and Xu Hongzu were about to quarrel, Qiao Jing stopped the two of them, "Eat."

Zhan Qi Pei got up and personally filled a bowl of soup for Qiao Jing, and put it in front of her.

"Thank you." Qiao Jing said thanks.

Seeing such a harmonious scene between the husband and wife, Zhan Yuanshan was very satisfied, as expected of his grandson is the Taoist.

Not to be outdone, Xu Moqian saw Qiao Jing finish my meal, and immediately took the bowl from her hand, "Sister Jing, I'll help you serve the meal."

"..." Qiao Jing twitched the corner of her mouth speechlessly.

This time it was Xu Hongzu's turn to smile with satisfaction, and looked at Zhan Yuanshan provocatively.

See, your grandson will do it, and so will my grandson.

After Qiao Jing took the bowl from Xu Moqian, he thanked him as usual, and when he was about to pick up a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs, a pair of familiar hands reached out.

Zhan Qi Pei picked up a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs for Qiao Jing, "I know you like this, so you don't need to thank me."

Qiao Jing blinked, hummed and planned to eat.

Xu Hongzu, who had witnessed the whole process, began to wink at his grandson, which clearly meant that you were also going to pick up vegetables.

Xu Moqian quickly understood what he meant, and took a piece of fish for Qiao Jing, "Sister Jing, the meat here is the softest and most delicious, try it."

Zhan Qi Pei, who was sitting on Qiao Jing's left, gave Xu Moqian a cold look.

The latter didn't care about Zhan Qi Pei's eyes, and even ordered some food for Qiao Jing.

Zhan Yuan Shan Chong and Qi Pei cast a look, then looked at Qiao Jing again.

Then there was such a scene.

The bowl of rice in front of Qiao Jing began to pile up a hill, and after a little bit with Qi Pei, Xu Moqian followed closely behind.

In the end, when they couldn't fit in the bowl, the two found a clean bowl, Zhan Qi Pei started to peel the shrimp for Qiao Jing, and Xu Moqian picked the fishbone for Qiao Jing.

Qiao Jing looked at the two of them expressionlessly, and put down the chopsticks, "Don't pinch, eat your own."

Then he took back the untouched dishes in the bowl one by one, "I haven't eaten them yet, don't dislike Grandpa Zhan and Grandpa Xu."

Zhan Qi Pei and Xu Moqian looked at each other, seeing the same emotion in each other's eyes, and finally put down their chopsticks.

Seeing that the two of them finally settled down, Qiao Jing started to move his chopsticks.

After a meal, Qiao Jing personally escorted the three of them to the door, "Grandpa Zhan, shall I take you back? Fourth child, send Grandpa Xu back."

"No, no, the driver is waiting for me downstairs. I'll go first." Zhan Yuanshan said cheerfully, and quickly closed the door without giving Xu Hongzu and grandpa and grandson a chance to talk.

How could they let them disturb the two-person world of his grandson and granddaughter-in-law.

Xu Hongzu took a few deep breaths and calmed himself down, "You son of a bitch! What a great opportunity is gone?! I'll let you down!"

The family returned to calm, and when Qiao Jing was about to clean up the dishes, Zhan Qi Pei followed.

"I'll wash it, you just put it in the disinfection cabinet."

After washing the dishes, Qiao Jing left the kitchen straight away, intending to go back to her room to read a book.

After Zhan Qi Pei washed his hands, he hurriedly followed behind Qiao Jing, reaching out to grab Qiao Jing's hand.

But the reason why Qiao Jing walked so fast was that he grabbed her sleeve, and Zhan Qi Pei didn't control his strength well.

What followed was a squeak.

Qiao Jing's neckline was ripped off and slipped down to her right arm.

"I just want to ask...how did Xu Moqian come here?" Zhan Qi Pei stared at the exposed shoulder and swallowed.

"Grandpa Xu called him here." Qiao Jing stretched out her hand and pulled back her neckline, frowning as she looked at the unthreaded clothes.

It cannot be thrown away, and it can be worn after being sewn back.

The neckline became very loose due to off-line, and fell down by more than one degree.

"Shall I sew it back for you? Or I'll buy you a new one." Zhan Qi Pei tried hard not to imagine something else, and turned around to look for needlework.

Qiao Jing slightly raised her eyebrows, feeling a little surprised that Zhan Qi Pei could sew clothes?
After she went back to her room and changed into another one, she found that Zhan Qi Pei was standing at the door waiting for her with a needle and thread, "You know how to sew?"

"Yes." Zhan Qi Pei opened his eyes and said nonsense.

Zhan Qipei said it lightly, but in fact, he secretly watched the video tutorial just now.

Qiao Jing hesitated for a moment, and took out the clothes she had changed.

Zhan Qipei picked up the needle with a solemn expression, sat down on the sofa, and started threading.

The man raised his long eyebrows, his thin lips were tightly pressed together without his knowledge, and he kept trying to thread the needle.

"Hiss." After being stabbed again, Zhan Qi Pei decisively wiped off the blood, and continued to thread the needle with the thread.

Qiao Jing saw the movement of wiping the blood, and also saw the fact that Zhan Qi Pei couldn't sew clothes.

She frowned slightly, an invisible wave appeared in her eyes, and a strange feeling crossed her heart.

A rare hint of distress appeared on that cold face.

"Let me do it." Qiao Jing took the needle and thread from Zhan Qipei's hand, squeezed the end of the thread a few times with her fingertips, saw the gap to pass through, and quickly tied a knot.

She picked up her blouse and began to sew, every movement is very skillful.

Seeing Qiao Jing's dexterous appearance, Zhan Qi Pei realized how clumsy his movements were just now, so he couldn't help being a little embarrassed.

"The band-aid is in the medicine box." Qiao Jing said while sewing the neckline.

Is she concerned about herself?It proves that she still has him in her heart.

"No, it's just a pinprick. I'm not that delicate."

Seeing that Qiao Jing was about to sew the jacket, Zhan Qi Pei immediately thought of something, he hurried back to his room, and took out a pair of suit pants.

Facing the custom-made black trousers, Zhan Qipei didn't hesitate at all, cut off the sewing near the zipper, and took the trousers back to the living room.

"Qiao Jing, my pants are also broken, can you sew them for me?"

When Qiao Jing saw the damaged part of Zhan Qi Pei's pants, his eyes were a little subtle.

But she didn't say anything, took the pair of trousers from Zhan Qi Pei, and sewed them up in front of him.

When Zhan Qi Pei watched Qiao Jing's skillful threading action, his dark eyes sank, and he remembered their first meeting, that day she also operated on him in this way.

(End of this chapter)