Diamond Honey Wedding: Top Husband Dots on His Wife

Chapter 145 There's Nothing I Can't Do
Xiao Yihe frowned: "Do you think I, a big man, would have that kind of thing?"

"But it's not convenient for me to cook with my hair loose. If I fall into the pot, won't I lose my appetite?" With such long hair, she was really afraid of being burned by the fire.

What Xiao Yihe wanted to say after thinking about it was that he couldn't eat any unidentified objects in the food, because he had a big cleanliness obsession, and if he had hair, it would make people even more disgusting: "Then I'll carry it for you, Don't worry about cooking."

Xiao Yihe washed his hands and wiped them clean, then walked behind her, tied up her hair, held it in his hand, and weighed it: "You have so much hair."

Han Mitang didn't answer him, because her attention was focused on the pot, pouring oil, frying the fish, and stewing the pig's trotters in another pot.

Because she was doing several things at the same time, she ran back and forth throughout the whole process. Xiao Yihe held her hair and had no choice but to run back and forth with her.

Looking at the hair held in his hand, it was obvious that he was leading her, but she was leading her to run away. This was the first time he had tasted the feeling of being 'led' by someone, and the feeling was very delicate.

All she cooks is Chinese food, but before that, he basically ate Western food, and rarely ate Chinese food. He really wanted to taste Chinese food.

When Xiao Yihe was wandering, Han Mitang tasted the soup, as if the taste of salt was not enough, he turned and walked towards the place where the salt was placed.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Yihe remained motionless, and her hair was held in Xiao Yihe's hands again. After walking, she felt that her scalp was being pulled and hurt: "Ah! It hurts."

Xiao Yihe was startled by her crying out in pain, and then saw her take two steps back, covering her hair with her hands: "Why don't you leave."

"I forgot." Xiao Yihe put down her hair and rubbed it for her: "I'm sorry."

Han Mitang glanced at him innocently, avoiding his hand rubbing her head, and said, "Okay, it's okay, anyway, the food is almost ready, we can eat it later, you don't need to help me grab my hair gone."

"Don't need to help?" Xiao Yihe didn't want to help at first, but now he feels addicted to helping: "Why don't I fry an egg for you?"

She reached out and rubbed the back of her head, and asked suspiciously, "Can you still scramble eggs?"

"What's so difficult about it." Xiao Yihe felt that anything that was put in front of him was not a problem. He had eaten a lot of dishes, and he could tell what materials were used just by looking at them.

Han Mitang looked at him twice more, but still didn't believe it: "Okay, don't fry it, I'm afraid you're wasting food, these eggs are only three, if you fry them badly, you won't have anything to eat , don't try your best."

"How will you know if you don't try?" Xiao Yihe didn't listen to her, and directly smashed all the eggs into the bowl, and then started beating them with chopsticks.

"But you tried for nothing."

"You're not me, how do you know that I tried for nothing." Xiao Yihe ignored it and continued to pretend to be beating eggs.

Han Mitang looked at him with embarrassment, she had been starving for a long time, the purpose of not letting him mess around was to eat early, now it's all over, he seems to be fighting with cooking.

But he cracked eggs in a decent way, and he seemed to be able to do it.

Xiao Yihe glanced sideways at Han Mitang. She was staring intently at the egg in her hand. He knew how to crack eggs, but he had never done frying eggs. He had only eaten them a few times. It felt like... should do.

Han Mitang just watched quietly, he turned up the fire to a high level, there was a lot of oil, and the eggs would be burnt as soon as they were poured down.

What shocked her the most was that Xiao Yihe was still so calm, methodically sprinkled salt in it, then turned off the fire, put it on a plate, looked at the dark look, frowned slightly, and brought the fried egg In front of her: "Try it, although... the color doesn't look so pretty, but it should be delicious."

Han Mitang swallowed sharply, she didn't like it at first sight, but facing Xiao Yihe's strength, she still picked up the chopsticks and took a sip, her expression was very delicate.

"How?" Xiao Yihe asked.

"Try it, the taste is indescribable." Han Mitang put the plate of eggs in front of him with disgust.

Xiao Yihe picked up the chopsticks suspiciously, tasted it, chewed it twice, and then vomited, with deep eyebrows furrowed, and a calm voice, very displeased: "It's unpalatable."

Now even he himself dislikes what he made. How could he have wasted such a good three eggs just now. Now it's over. There are no eggs to eat, and she still plans to make egg custard.

After dinner, Han Mitang tidied up the two rooms and came out. After a long day, she lay on the bed for two hours, but she couldn't fall asleep.

After she got dressed, she came out, fetched a basin of water, and cleaned the whole house. She didn't want to sleep, and when she went to sleep, her mind was full of those nightmares, so she simply found something to do, and her heart would not be so It's hard.

Xiao Yihe stood on the attic, looking at the busy figure downstairs, his deep eyes locked on her, since this would make her feel better, he went to bother her again.

He just watched her from afar, wiping things for a while, and mopping the floor for a while. It was so late, but she was full of energy and didn't feel tired at all.

When he got up in the morning, he saw her fall asleep on the soft carpet.

Xiao Yihe sighed, did not wake her up, but went up to hug her body, put her on the sofa, took a blanket for her, and covered her body.

Seeing her sleeping face, his heart moved and he went out.

But after a while, he came back again, carrying two boxes of the best eggs in his hand, and went straight to the kitchen.

Han Mitang slept for a long time, and was awakened by the sound of cooking. She frowned and refused to wake up, so she turned over and went directly under the sofa.

The ground was a soft carpet, and she didn't feel the slightest fall, but she was sobered up by the fall.

She rubbed her temples, her head was buzzing, she looked at the blanket on her body, and then at the kitchen.

It happened that she was also hungry, and it was time to make something to eat. She didn't know what Xiao Yihe was doing in the kitchen so early in the morning, and a burnt smell came to the tip of her nose.

She quietly walked to the door of the kitchen, and the kitchen was filled with oily smoke. She walked forward speechlessly and turned on the range hood: "Don't you feel uncomfortable with such a strong smell of smoke?"

Xiao Yihe turned to look at her: "Wake up, go eat fried eggs, I've already made them."

Han Mitang followed his gaze and saw that the table was full of fried eggs, some were burnt, some were hard, and many were rotten. Only a few plates were good.

"You made this all?" This man really refused to admit defeat, he insisted on making it delicious.

Xiao Yihe was stunned, and took a step ahead of her, and got the best plate of his fried eggs: "This fried egg should be delicious, you try it, I don't believe there are things that Xiao Yihe can't do."

(End of this chapter)