Quick Transmigration: The Fierce Host Teases The Sick Boy God

Chapter 137 The Overbearing CEO's Second Married Wife (51)

Forgive me!
The cry from the deepest part of Gu Bei's heart, Nan Qiao's intention simply wanted his life.

Gu Bei can't directly say that her cooking skills are not good, nor can he wrong his stomach, not to mention that long-term deception is not the best solution.

After thinking for a while, Gu Bei came up with a solution, and he gently held Nan Qiao's hand with a serious expression.

"You don't need to do these rough jobs in the future. Even if you want to express your feelings, I should do it. From now on, as long as you want to eat, I will cook it for you." Gu Bei's expression was extremely serious.

Nan Qiao smiled shyly, "How...how is this possible? You are so busy with work, I should spare time to take care of you."

"Not busy, not busy at all." Gu Bei said immediately, trying to shake her idea of ​​cooking no matter what, "My woman doesn't have to stay in the kitchen and endure the smell of oily smoke all over her body and torment her delicate hands. Just learn to enjoy it."

"But if I let you cook, wouldn't I destroy your slender and beautiful hands?" Nan Qiao held his hand instead, looking a little distressed.

"It's okay, for you, I can do anything." Gu Bei responded quickly.

As long as she doesn't go into the kitchen and cook some dark dishes for him, then he should be thankful, it's not a big deal to cook for her once in a while.

If she could completely block her desire to cook, even if he could be the husband of the house, he would be able to balance career and family.

"You are so kind to me." Nan Qiao was so excited that her eyes filled with tears, she stood up and hugged him, and said in a choked voice, "I am so lucky to meet you."

Her voice was choked up, and she sounded very moved, but Gu Bei didn't see the sly smile on her face like a little fox who succeeded in plotting.

"No, meeting you is the luck of my life." Gu Bei responded immediately.

Feeling that she had given up on the idea of ​​continuing to cook, Gu Bei secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

To completely dispel her thoughts, I am afraid that her stomach must be subdued first.

Gu Bei thought of this, and said without hesitation: "I'll eat it for you next time."

After he finished speaking, Gu Bei realized that this statement would be misleading, but he had already spoken, and his own ears were a little red.

"Below you?" Nan Qiao let go of his hand, blinking his innocent eyes, "Real face or fake face?"

"..." Gu Bei's face was a little hot after being teased, and he responded with a little embarrassment, "It's the same as the noodles you made for me."

"Then just eat my bowl of noodles, they are all the same noodles anyway." Nan Qiao said deliberately.

"..." Gu Bei was speechless, and he actually brought up the topic of eating again. Didn't he dig a hole for himself?
"I'll make a bowl of different noodles for you to eat." Gu Bei said.

Nan Qiao hugged him with a smile, leaned close to his ear, slid her red lips past his ear, and said in a low voice, "Okay, I'll wait to eat your noodles."

When her lips slid past his ears, it was like a soft feather. It brushed past his ears lightly, and slid directly over his heart, making him a little itchy and causing his body to tremble slightly. .

Gu Bei forcibly suppressed the impulse in his heart, distanced himself from her, and secretly adjusted his somewhat turbulent breathing.

If their bodies continue to touch like this, Gu Bei feels that his rationality will be completely disintegrated, and he is not sure whether he can control it in the end.

"Just wait, it will be fine soon." After Gu Bei finished speaking, he left without looking back. To be precise, his back as he walked away quickly looked more like running away.

(End of this chapter)