The simple green plum is warm

Chapter 588 A Beautiful Wheelchair

Xue Zhiyan's jaw dropped when he saw the wheelchair in front of him.

Unlike the pink wheelchair with a bow that she thought of, this wheelchair was painted in the light purple she liked, without the decoration of a bow, but there was a miniature version of her favorite bear on the armrest.

Xue Zhiyan opened his mouth wide in shock, and could stuff a whole boiled egg.

"Jian Zelin, pinch me quickly, am I dreaming!" Xue Zhiyan sat on the sofa and waved to Jian Zelin in the kitchen.

The corner of Jian Zelin's mouth twitched, and he said coldly, "Pinch yourself, how could you let me do something like this? You know I can't do it."

Vic, who was standing beside him, was completely speechless. Where was his cold boss?where it goes?The man in front of him wearing a floral apron and cooking porridge in the kitchen must be a fake!
Xue Zhiyan was really surprised to see such a dreamy wheelchair early in the morning. Obviously, Jian Zelin asked for a wheelchair from Yan Shaochen yesterday, and it was delivered to her door today. The speed really surprised her.

Xue Zhiyan blinked at Vic, and asked him directly with his eyes, explain to me, what's going on?
Vic took a step back flattered, stabilized his body, saluted Xue Zhiyan respectfully, organized his words, and then slowly shook his head.

Xue Zhiyan frowned, and asked him with a puzzled expression, don't you know?
Vic shook his head and turned his eyes towards the kitchen. Miss, if you want to know, ask the boss!
Xue Zhiyan raised his eyebrows, you really don't want to say?

Vic lowered his brows and looked angry, yes, you can't say it, let the boss explain this kind of thing himself.

Xue Zhiyan pursed his mouth helplessly, and waved his hand at him, and Vic heaved a sigh of relief.

It's really not that he doesn't talk about it, it's because he can't talk about it at all!Isn't it a slap in the face for the boss to do such a romantic thing, but his subordinates have to say it?
No matter what, let his boss say it himself! Vic thought so in his heart, and was very satisfied with his thoughts, so he nodded.

"Vic, send the wheelchair to Shengshi." Jian Zelin's voice came out along with his footsteps.

Vic nodded, turned around and pushed the lavender wheelchair and left.

Vic was extremely depressed, and originally thought that he would see the boss explaining to Xue Zhiyan with his own eyes, who knew!The boss actually drove him away!

But Vic still gave it to Ah Q, so that he burned the chance of being silenced by the boss.Who knows if he will be dispatched to Africa by the boss in a strange way after seeing the boss's confession?

Thinking of it this way, Vic's mood brightened, at least he won't be assigned inexplicably!
Hearing the sound of Vic starting the car, Xue Zhiyan looked up at Jian Zelin, his eyes full of questions.

"The wheelchair was prepared by Yan Shaochen." Jian Zelin sat beside Xue Zhiyan and put his arms around her, "I just provided you with the colors and things you like."

The corner of Xue Zhiyan's mouth twitched, did he just offer it?No matter how you look at it, it was all done according to Jian Zelin's orders, right?
But since Jian Zelin said that, she didn't mean to be serious, so he could do whatever he said, anyway, she asked, and the wheelchair was ready.

Xue Zhiyan thought about it, this was a small detail that Jian Zelin made her happy, so he hugged his neck like a dog, and kissed him on the face.

"Haha, my life as a 'disabled person' has had a very good start!" Xue Zhiyan kissed Jian Zelin's face again as he spoke, "Haha, thank you!"

Jian Zelin's way of thanking Xue Zhiyan is obviously very useful!He kissed Xue Zhiyan's forehead, "I'll take you to the restaurant and wait, you can eat later."

Xue Zhiyan nodded, and obediently let him hug her up.

"Jian Zelin, why did you send the wheelchair to Shengshi? It would be much more convenient to use if you stayed at home!" Xue Zhiyan pouted, twisted a small tomato, threw it into his mouth, and ate it with relish.

Jian Zelin didn't even look back, staring at the porridge spoon in his hand, stirring the porridge in the casserole, the rice fragrance overflowed the kitchen and dining room in an instant.

"It's enough to have me at home, and that wheelchair can't go up and down the stairs automatically, so is it better than my legs?" Jian Zelin tasted the porridge and thought it was good, so he turned off the fire.

Xue Zhiyan sniffed the rice fragrance in the air vigorously, and licked her lips, "Can I eat it?"

Jian Zelin turned his head with a smile, and put the bowl in front of Xue Zhiyan with a doting face, "Eat slowly, it's hot."

Xue Zhiyan scooped up the porridge in the bowl with a spoon, and the aroma of rice and meat penetrated into her nose instantly, making her stomach growl.

Seeing Xue Zhiyan's greedy look, Jian Zelin moved all the pickles prepared for her in front of her, raised his chin, "Eat, you can eat these."

Xue Zhiyan nodded vigorously, hummed, then scooped up a spoonful of porridge and blew it, and couldn't wait to feed it into his mouth.

As soon as the porridge entered, Xue Zhiyan squinted his eyes in satisfaction. The rice was cooked just right, neither soft nor hard, and there was a slight meaty smell in his mouth.

At this time, she also experienced what melts in the mouth is, and she finally knew that the intoxicated expressions of those gourmets were not faked after they ate delicious food.

At this moment, she has an illusion that she is a gourmet who eats delicious food in the world.

Seeing her cute appearance, Jian Zelin couldn't help laughing, stretched out his hand and pinched her little nose, "It's delicious, I'll cook it for you every day from now on."

Xue Zhiyan opened his eyes suddenly, with excitement shining in his eyes, "Really? Really?"

Jian Zelin nodded, hummed, and gave him a small piece of pickled cucumber, then lowered his head and drank the porridge in his own bowl.

There was an imperceptible smile on the corner of his mouth, seeing Xue Zhiyan's excited and contented appearance, he also got the greatest satisfaction in his heart.

Of course he would cook it for her every day, because this is the recipe that Yan Shaochen brought over, porridge of various flavors, and various side dishes, all for Xue Zhiyan's stomach conditioning.

At the same time, in order to accompany Xue Zhiyan to nourish his stomach, Jian Zelin also decided to drink porridge with her. Otherwise, she would not be able to eat some of Xue Zhiyan's favorite food, which would undoubtedly be a kind of torture for her.

Of course, seeing her sad and uncomfortable, I will feel depressed and entangled, and I will definitely not be able to resist letting her eat with me.

Of course, there are also meals in this recipe, but they are all bland, such as the seafood that Xue Zhiyan likes to eat, as well as Hunan cuisine, hot pot and sushi, she was ordered to stop eating.

After Xue Zhiyan drank two bowls, although there was still steaming lean meat porridge in the pot, Jian Zelin stopped serving it to her, pouted his mouth, and looked at Jian Zelin quite dissatisfied.

Jian Zelin smiled and put the bowls and chopsticks in the sink, took off her apron, turned around, picked her up and walked out.

"You can't eat too much, it will support you." Jian Zelin bent down slightly, Xue Zhiyan picked up the suit and briefcase he had put on the sofa, and also grabbed his bag, leaning against his arms.

"Stop washing the dishes?" Xue Zhiyan glanced in the direction of the restaurant.

"Well, someone will come and clean it up." Jian Zelin lowered his head and pecked Xue Zhiyan's lips, "From today onwards, Secretary Xue will take care of me!"

(End of this chapter)