good morning black belly husband

Chapter 134 I've even eaten saliva, why are you talking about cleanliness

Gu Nian was puzzled, how to call him?
Chu Zhaoyang dialed the phone with his mobile phone, and turned to explain to her: "He opened a hot pot restaurant."

It didn't take long for Yan Beicheng to pick up the words.

"It's rare, Old Chu, you took the initiative to call me, what's the matter?" Yan Beicheng asked during the call.

"Let your hot pot restaurant send hot pot to Chutian Hospital for dinner." Chu Zhaoyang said, "We will send you the menu in a while."

"How did you send it to the hospital?" Yan Beicheng asked strangely, "The last time our shop sent hot pot to the hospital, Chengzhi was injured. This time you were injured?"

"No, just deliver it." Chu Zhaoyang didn't explain much.

"Success." Yan Beicheng responded, "Send me everything you want on WeChat in a while."

After hanging up the phone, Chu Zhaoyang sat beside Gu Nian.

"Just take off your shoes and sit up." Gu Nian moved to the side and patted the place beside him.

Chu Zhaoyang took a look, took off his leather shoes silently, got on the bed, and sat side by side with Gu Nian.

"What do you want to eat tonight?" Chu Zhaoyang asked.

"Squid balls, fish balls, shrimp balls, beef balls, duck blood, konjac shreds, crab sticks, yellow throat..." Gu Nian ordered a lot in one breath, "More fat beef."

"..." Chu Zhaoyang raised his eyebrows, "Can you eat so much?"

"Don't you still have you?" Gu Nian stretched out his hand through the crook of his arm, turned around and played with the phone again.

Chu Zhaoyang looked down at his stomach and remained silent.

Chu Zhaoyang reported to Yan Beicheng what Gu Nian wanted to eat and the room number.

After a while, the confinement center sent two bowls of ramen over. The red oil chili was served in a small bowl separately, which was convenient for them to eat according to their own taste.

The exquisite white ceramic bowl is sealed with plastic wrap and covered with a matching ceramic lid to keep warm.

Chu Zhaoyang asked people to put the ramen on the bed table, and then let them go.

After closing the door and returning, Gu Nian had already opened the lids of the two bowls of ramen and the plastic wrap.

Chu Zhaoyang can't eat spicy food very much, because the kidnapping when he was a child, and the abuse there, ruined his stomach.

Although I will take good care of it in the future, I can't eat stimulating things.

In the past, when I went out to parties with Yan Beicheng and the others, I would sometimes go to the hot pot restaurant in Yan Beicheng, and they would call it Yuanyang pot. Chu Zhaoyang mostly cooks in the bone broth pot, and occasionally eats a little bit of food in the spicy pot, but not too much .

Chu Zhaoyang and Gu Nian sat side by side on the bed. He looked at the picture of the two of them now, feeling very close.

Then, I saw Gu Nian dug a large spoonful of chili into her bowl.

The surface of the noodle soup was immediately covered with a thick layer of red oil, a piece of red.

Gu Nian picked up a chopstick noodle, blew on it a few times, and sucked it in.

"I didn't expect that the confinement center next door makes such delicious food, it's very authentic!" Gu Nian smiled, and the hot soup instantly warmed his stomach.

The chili is burning hot, spreading from the stomach to all parts of the body, all warm.

Chu Zhaoyang glanced at the strong flavor in her bowl, and silently ate his original ramen.

"Because there are people from all over the city living in B city, they come to the confinement center and they have different tastes, so the confinement center hired chefs from various cuisines to satisfy the tastes of the guests." Chu Zhaoyang explained.

Slowly, he is learning to talk more to Gu Nian.

Just like learning to smile at Gu Nian, he is also willing to talk to her more.

If she didn't understand, he was willing to explain.

"No wonder." Gu Nian ate happily.

The chef made her a big bowl, far exceeding her appetite.

When Gu Nian was hungry, he ate half of the bowl and couldn't eat any more.

Leaning against the raised head of the bed with a bulging belly, she exclaimed: "So full! It's delicious."

Chu Zhaoyang silently ate his own bowl, and prepared to eat Gu Nian's.

Gu Nian took a look and quickly stopped him: "Don't eat!"

Chu Zhaoyang explained with a paralyzed face: "I read online that boyfriends are responsible for eating leftovers from girlfriends."

"..." Gu Nian hugged him, "Are you stupid? It's so spicy, you have a bad stomach, why do you want to eat it? This is not a must for a boyfriend, you don't need to do it. If I don't eat spicy food in the future, you eat."

Chu Zhaoyang still stared at Gu Nian's small bowl of noodles with longing, fantasizing about Gu Nian taking a photo, posting it on Weibo, Moments, etc., showing off, "I can't finish eating, and the rest will be handed over to the man." Friends!"

Think about it, it's all beautiful.

Gu Nian held Chu Zhaoyang's face in both hands, kissed him, and rushed into his mouth with great pride.

Chu Zhaoyang's eyes widened in surprise, he didn't expect Gu Nian to be so active!
He immediately seized the opportunity, grabbed the back of her head with one hand, pressed her directly on the head of the bed, and kissed her even more deeply.

After a while, Chu Zhaoyang's face turned red.

Slowly let go of Gu Nian, Gu Nian asked: "Is it spicy?"

"..." Chu Zhaoyang licked his lips, "Spicy."

Gu Nian happily pushed him away, took out the noodles and put them into Chu Zhaoyang's bowl.

The clear soup was stained by a little spicy oil on the surface, and there were a few reddish oily flowers floating on it.

Gu Nian tasted it by himself, and after confirming that it was within Chu Zhaoyang's acceptable range, he said, "Hey, boyfriend, you can eat it now."

With joy in his eyes, Chu Zhaoyang quickly ate all of Gu Nian's noodles.

"Give me the rest of the things in the future." Chu Zhaoyang said, very proud.

It's a boyfriend's job!

Gu Nian propped her elbows on the table, gently resting her chin on her palm: "Aren't you a clean freak?"

Chu Zhaoyang squeezed out a tissue from the tissue box, wiped Gu Nian's mouth first, then wiped himself clean, and said, "Not for you."

He rubbed the paper towel into a ball and threw it away: "I've even eaten saliva, why are you talking about cleanliness."

Gu Nian: "..."

"That's right." Chu Zhaoyang said, took out his phone, and pulled Gu Nian into the "64" WeChat group.

This group is full of the Eight Great Families and a few of their very close buddies.

Those who have taken off the order, and recognize that the other party is the one they want to marry, will pull in their girlfriend or wife.

At the beginning, Qi Chengzhi and the others had just confirmed their relationship with their wife, and they had already drawn everyone into the group.

Because of many things, he has been busy fighting against the R organization. Chu Zhaoyang has not logged on to WeChat for a long time, so he has no chance to bring Gu Nian in.

When Qi Chengzhi pulled Song Yu into the group, he secretly decided in his heart that when he finds a girlfriend, he must be very active.

"You log on to WeChat." Chu Zhaoyang said, "I pulled you into the group of some of our friends."

Gu Nian immediately clicked on WeChat, and saw an invitation notification, and at the same time, there was a group on the desktop.

Eight eight sixty-four.

A message prompt flashes in the upper right corner of the icon.

Gu Nian was a little nervous, and didn't know what to say when he went in.

I clicked in to see, and found that Song Yu and the others were also there, and they were all welcoming her.

There are words and pictures.

Gu Nian smiled and said three words: "Hello everyone."

Unprepared, the phone was suddenly taken away by Chu Zhaoyang.

Chu Zhaoyang took her mobile phone and took a picture of the two empty bowls of ramen.

"What are you doing?" Gu Nian asked strangely.

Without saying a word, Chu Zhaoyang directly gave Gu Nian his mobile phone: "Use this first."

What on earth is he trying to do?
Gu Nian looked down at his mobile phone, and found that it was quite novel to use his mobile phone instead.

It's just that the screen is locked because I haven't moved the screen for a long time.

Gu Nian took his mobile phone and shook it in front of his eyes: "I can't open it."

Chu Zhaoyang took it over, but directly clicked on the settings, added fingerprints, and asked Gu Nian: "Which finger are you used to?"

Gu Nian raised her thumb and shook it, and Chu Zhaoyang took her thumb to record on the phone.

After a while, it is set.

Excitedly, Gu Nian unlocked it with her fingerprint, and logged into Chu Zhaoyang's WeChat.

"You make it so convenient for me to look at your phone, aren't you afraid that I'll see something in your phone that I can't let me see?" Gu Nian asked with a smile.

"There's nothing you can't see." Chu Zhaoyang looked up at her with a smile in his eyes.

Since Chu Zhaoyang wasn't worried, Gu Nian simply put his chin on his hand and clicked into his phone's photo album, but there were not many photos in it, nothing interesting at all.

(End of this chapter)