My wife is squeamish

Chapter 463 An Zhi's Cooking

Doesn't make girls happy at all.

An Zhi followed him to the dining room with a dissatisfied face, muttering and spitting at him desperately, afraid that he would not dare to speak loudly if he heard that he would clean her up.

When approaching the door of the dining room, she couldn't help making a face at him.

Suddenly, Gong Zhan seemed to have eyes behind him, and when he turned around suddenly, Mo Mou gave her a deep look.

An Zhi was taken aback, and gulped down his throat, unable to help hiccupping.

She opened her big black and white eyes, looked at Gong Zhan dumbfoundedly, covered her small mouth, and hiccupped non-stop, "Hi~Hi~"

One after another.

Can't stop at all.

"Are you full after smelling the fragrance?" Gong Zhan's mouth twitched.

"No... hiccup... no... hiccup..." An Zhi was out of breath, and his face turned red.

The butler took a look, then went to the living room and poured a glass of warm water for her, "Miss, drink some water, it will be fine."

"Thank... hiccup... thank you."

After An Zhi took the water and drank it, he felt much more comfortable in an instant.

Looking at her, Gong Zhan couldn't help but want to laugh, and hiccupped when he was frightened, so she could do it.

"Brother, let me introduce to you the dishes I cook. This is steamed sea bass, this is steamed tofu, this is steamed egg, this is steamed beef, and this is steamed chicken with mushrooms."

As she spoke, she lifted the lids of each plate.

Gong Zhan frowned, "Why are they all steamed?"

"Because I can't do anything else, I only know this. I made these dishes and put them in the pot." An Zhi finished speaking proudly, and added, "I'm good."

In the water-sheared eyes, the words "quickly praise me" were almost written.

"An Zhi is very powerful." Gong Zhan praised her directly without conscience.

When I didn't get a compliment, I wanted it a little bit, but when I got it, I felt a little embarrassed, especially when my little brother praised her.

"Hey, little brother, eat fish." An Zhi gave him a piece of meat from the belly of the fish.

Gong Zhan bowed his head, picked it up and took a bite, it was tasteless, "It's delicious."

An Zhi's eyes lit up, "Really, I'll try it."

As she spoke, she wanted to stretch out her chopsticks to pick it up, but was blocked by Gong Zhan's chopsticks halfway, and he said blankly, "Taste the chicken first and see if it tastes good."

"Oh."

An Zhi nodded, rolled up his sleeves, and tore off a chicken leg.

He opened his mouth and bit down.

But he paused halfway, opened his mouth quickly, held the cup and took a sip of water to dilute the taste of salt in his mouth, "It's so salty, it's killing me."

"..."

Gong Zhan silently handed the water glass to the butler next to him, signaling him to bring another glass of water.

An Zhi sniffed, unwilling to pick up other dishes.

In the end, the result of the taste was either salty or light.

Even some are sweet.

When she ate the fish, she turned her head and looked at Gong Zhan aggrievedly, "Little brother, why didn't you tell me that the fish has no taste?"

"This is steamed fish. It doesn't need to be too salty. I think it's just right." Gong Zhan took the water from the housekeeper and put it in front of Anzhi, "It's still salty, drink some more water."

"Yeah." An Zhi nodded, holding the cup and drinking.

Seeing her drinking water obediently, Gong Zhan started to eat, he seemed to have no taste buds, no matter whether it was salty or light, he could eat it all.

An Zhi's eyes widened, and when he saw him going to pick up the chicken, he quickly stopped him and said, "Little brother, don't eat it, it's not delicious, let the chef make another one."

"No, I think it's delicious."

No matter how unpalatable An Zhi's cooking is, it's still delicious.

(End of this chapter)