77 sweet kisses from the president: the new wife is addicted

Chapter 732 Cooking His Last Meal

Qi Yan looked down at her flat stomach, and after a long time, he snorted, "Wait here."

After speaking, Qi Yan turned around and went into the kitchen, found some ingredients from the refrigerator, set fire to water, and cooked a bowl of delicious noodles.

Seeing Nie Yao's greedy saliva almost drooling, Qi Yan bent his mouth and pushed the bowl in front of her.

Nie Yao took the chopsticks, said "thank you" with a smile, and started eating directly.

She was like a starving ghost, gobbling down a big bowl of noodles in a short while, and when she was about to finish the soup, she realized that Qi Yan was still sitting opposite her, and Nie Yao slapped her hand: "Well, you Have you had noodles yet?"

"No." Simple and calm words.

Nie Yao glanced at the remaining mouthfuls of soup in the bowl, and the corners of her mouth twitched.

Looking at her embarrassed expression, Qi Yan knew what she was thinking. He stretched out his hand a little funny, took out a napkin and wiped the corner of her mouth: "I'm not hungry, the noodles are specially cooked for you."

Nie Yao lowered her head, snatched the napkin from Qi Yan's hand in embarrassment, wiped the corners of her mouth, picked up the bowl and chopsticks: "I'll wash the dishes first."

Running to the kitchen, Nie Yao rinsed it with boiling water, couldn't help but secretly glanced back, saw Qi Yan looking at her, and quickly looked away.

After washing the dishes, seeing that Qi Yan was still sitting there, Nie Yao pointed to the upstairs: "I'm going to take a shower and go to bed first."

"Yaoyao, what I told you before..."

"I'm not free these days, wait for two days, I'm free on Friday, and I'll go to the hospital with you, okay?" Nie Yao said softly.

Qi Yan originally thought that her reaction would be very strong, but he didn't expect her to agree directly, nodded, and stopped worrying about this day or two.

Nie Yao went upstairs and took a shower directly. When she came out of the bathroom, Qi Yan had already fallen asleep.

Seeing the man's sleeping face, she was slightly absent-minded, standing by the bed, squatting down, listening to his even breathing, and her slender fingers outlined his outline in the air.

Heart, sinking like the sea.

The window was not closed, and the autumn wind was a bit cool, blowing the pleated crystal tassels in front of the window, swaying in the air.

Outside the window, rows of street lamps stood on both sides of the road, and the bright lights illuminated the darkness.The night is as cool as water, next to the small artificial fountain, two maple trees are swaying with the wind, and the fiery red maple leaves are fluttering with the wind, lingering and falling, rolling up dust all over the place.

Seeing the maple leaves falling in the wind in the courtyard, Nie Yao stretched out her hand and picked up a yellowed fallen leaf in the air, her palms tightened slightly.

Nie Yao got up early the next morning, drove to the nearest supermarket to buy some fresh ingredients, and carefully cooked a few of Qi Yan's favorite dishes.

When Aunt Zhang woke up, Nie Yao was already half done. Seeing Nie Yao working so hard, she felt embarrassed: "Young madam, why did you get up so early? You have cooked so many dishes. If you let the young master know I can't dismiss it."

Nie Yao carefully arranged the crayfish in the bowl, and cut a delicate flower from a carrot and placed it on top, the corners of her mouth curled up: "I learned a few dishes recently, and I want to try them to see if they taste good. Aunt Zhang , it’s okay, don’t worry about other things.”

"How is this possible? Let me help the young lady." How dare Aunt Zhang be lazy, she rolled up her sleeves and was about to put on an apron.

Seeing this, Nie Yao directly pushed the man out of the kitchen: "Don't be busy, I don't need to help, I want to cook a meal by myself today, and I don't need anyone's help."

Later, Nie Yao directly closed the kitchen door, and Aunt Zhang couldn't help even if she wanted to.

(End of this chapter)