My wife is very drunk

Chapter 910 Jealousy written on the face
Wei Xiao was immersed in happiness and contentment at the moment.

He was behind, kissing drunk Ai Ai's earlobe mischievously, blowing into her ear socket, and said in a low voice: "These things can be done by the chef, you worked so hard last night, I can't bear you to do it again." Woke up early in the morning and worked hard.”

Of course Zui Ai Ai understood what he was referring to, but her ears blushed inexplicably.

She patted Wei Xiao's hand coquettishly and said, "I hate it, you're out."

But these words, in Wei Xiao's ears, clearly had another meaning: "You want me to go out? Who was it last night that begged me not to go out?"

The more I say this, the more outrageous it becomes.

Zui Aiai glared at him pretending to be annoyed: "Speak again, I will ignore you."

The words were soft and there was no threat at all.

Wei Xiao was just in a good mood to tease her, of course it was impossible to really annoy her.

With one arm around her waist, he was about to lift the lid of the pot with the other: "What are you cooking? Let me see."

"Pork liver soup." Drunk Ai Ai replied.

Wei Xiao's eyes fell on the pot.

Sure enough, this is a pot of pork liver soup.

Wei Xiao's face became stiff.

He hates eating pork liver the most, let alone pork liver soup.

"How do you cook this?" he asked.

I have never heard that pork liver soup is very nourishing.

Drunk Ai Ai didn't notice his expression at all.

She said: "The doctor said that brother has lost too much blood, he needs to strengthen his nutrition and make more blood-enriching food..."

For a long time, this was done for Qiao Yunzhong?

Wei Xiao's good mood was completely ruined.

His face immediately collapsed, blacker than the bottom of a pot.

"Don't cook for him." The words just blurted out.

Drunk Ai Ai sighed.

Are you jealous again?

She took a piece of kitchen paper, wiped her hands, and comforted Wei Xiao softly: "Hey, don't be jealous."

"It's good that you know I'm jealous." Wei Xiao said angrily, almost writing the word "jealous" on his face.

Zui Aiai stretched out her hand, gently grabbed his skirt, and said in a low voice: "You also know that he was injured because of me, and I feel very guilty."

"Even if you feel guilty, you don't need to cook for him, right?" Wei Xiao asked loudly.

Drunk Ai Ai looked at him helplessly: "The doctor said that he needs to strengthen his nutrition, but his assistant seems unreliable. I cook some soup for him at home, hoping that he will get better soon. In this way , I don’t have to feel guilty.”

That's the reason, as long as Qiao Yunzhong's illness recovers soon, he doesn't have to feel so guilty.

But Wei Xiao felt uncomfortable.

"Let the chef cook for him, or I'll hire a few nannies for him." Wei Xiao directly said the countermeasure.

Drunk Ai Ai smiled wryly: "Don't get angry with me these kids. Even if I don't make soup for him, I will always go to the hospital to see him accompanying him. After all, he is also my elder brother. Even if he is sick, I should take care of him and accompany him for a while, not to mention that this injury was also caused by me."

Wei Xiao was jealous of Qiao Yunzhong, why should he be injured and lie in the hospital, and enjoy the care of drunk Ai Ai.

Only you should enjoy Zui Ai's care as well as you deserve.

While talking, the pork liver soup in the pot was already cooked, Drunk Ai Ai didn't care about talking to Wei Xiao any more, turned her back, took the thermos bucket, and was about to fill the pork liver soup.

Wei Xiao was jealous at the moment.

As if angry, he took a bowl himself, and filled a bowl of pork liver soup first.

(End of this chapter)