After rebirth, the big guy always wants to occupy me

After leaving Qiao's family, Qiao Zhiyu went directly back to Qi's house. Her current physical condition is not good. If she stands a little longer, she will have leg edema. She is sleepy for at least 18 hours in 20 hours a day. If she can handle those things in the company, she is already fighting hard.

Qiao Zhiyu looked tired and walked into the living room. He opened his mouth and shouted, "Qi... What's the taste?"

The extremely rich sweet and greasy fragrance filled the whole room. Even if the first floor of Qi house was huge, it had not carried the omnipresent domineering sweetness.

Qiao Zhiyu was directly smoked, reeling, dizzy in his head, tumbling in his stomach, and vomiting on the sofa.

Thanks to not eating... Otherwise it would be even worse if you really spit it out.

But after being forced to open his mouth because of retching, Qiao Zhiyu felt even more worried and wanted to cry

"Qi, Qi Zhanxing..." excessive discomfort made her unable to lift the volume at all. She was weak as if she was dying.

But now Qiao Zhiyu doesn't care about this at all. The smell in the house is so heavy that the male servant and Qi Zhanxing can't see anyone. Nine times out of ten, there is an accident.

Qiao Zhiyu quickly held his breath and even suspected that there was something wrong with the taste, even if it smelled like strong frost sugar.

... what if it's a new drug?

Qiao Zhiyu couldn't help rolling his eyes. Whose medicine can't be sold like this!

It tastes so strong that everyone knows there's a problem, okay?

——Ding bang.

The faint crisp sound came from a distance. It sounded like the landing sound of aluminum and iron objects. Qiao Zhiyu endured the acid in his stomach and listened attentively for a long time before he could distinguish the direction of the sound.

kitchen?

Are you so foreign now? Make a big fuss in the house, and turn over the kitchen when you're done?

At least you can steal information in the study. What can you do in the kitchen? Steal recipes?!

... no!

If he didn't come to steal, would he kill people in the kitchen?

Countless bridge sections that have been destroyed in the kitchen emerge in Qiao Zhiyu's mind, such as bone unloading knife to separate the body, soup pot to cook meat, oven to smoke the bone

"Vomit -"

Joe's nausea is even worse.

With all kinds of strange pictures in his mind, Qiao Zhiyu quickly kicked his high heels and crept towards the kitchen.

... the taste is stronger.

After approaching, there was a sense of suffocation that I had to carry my breath every minute.

There was another tinkle in the kitchen, and Qi Zhanxing's cold and penetrating voice came out from the crack of the door.

"How long will it take?"

The chef replied timidly, "first, sir, it doesn't matter how long you bake. This cake may... Can't eat."

Cake?

Qiao Zhiyu's heart jumped a few times. Is Qi Zhanxing making a cake in the kitchen? Why?

The answer requires little thought.

... today is her birthday.

The soft warmth from the bottom of my heart instantly immersed in all parts of my body, and even the boring smell in the air became sweet.

Qiao Zhiyu didn't say a word. The barefoot cat like a thief was by the kitchen door. He looked at the man standing in front of the cupboard with impatient but hard to hide his serious face.

"Why?" Qi Zhanxing grabbed the kitchen paper and rubbed the flour and cream sugar on his fingers.

The chef looked at the empty sugar box at hand and wanted to cry without tears.

Why? Almost all the seeds of that cake are poured out with sugar. It's good to bake them in the oven and turn them into liquid when they're not in the field!

No, the chef sniffed and smelled the room. It must be syrup.

He even began to worry that after today, his sense of smell would be lost

"... don't you think it's too sweet?" the chef collapsed and took a cautious attitude. "With the amount of sugar you put, it's estimated that it will be difficult for the cake to form."

Qi Zhanxing frowned impatiently and looked down at his watch: "it's too late. Why didn't you say it earlier?"

"..." the chef almost died of injustice. Why didn't he say it?

Qi Zhanxing has been beeping since he picked up the sugar jar!

But Qi Zhanxing thinks he's noisy!!!

Shut him up every time! Don't give him a chance to finish!

Qiao Zhiyu lay on the door frame and almost fainted with laughter.

After all, it's rare to see Qi Zhanxing drop a chain. When will he stay if he doesn't laugh at this time?

"Shit!" Tang Chi stopped his car and entered the door. He was directly scolded by the sweet smell. "What's the smell? Poison?"

Qiao Zhiyu froze for a moment, then looked around quickly and tried to find a place to hide.

If Qi Zhanxing finds her hiding here watching jokes, he will have to clean her up!

Qiao Zhiyu's idea is right, but it's a little late.

Tang Chi pinched his nose, turned his head, and glanced at Qiao Zhiyu, who was about to go to the living room.

"Miss Qiao? What are you doing? Isn't it uncomfortable to smell such a strong smell?"

Qiao Zhiyu: "

The kitchen door behind her opened, and the man's long figure stopped behind her, even with a low and inaudible sneer.

Qiao Zhiyu shivered for a moment, and his desire for survival burst. He took a deep breath with a smile: "it's not uncomfortable. It smells good, sweet, warm and comfortable."

Oh, her conscience hurts.

Tang Chi looked Magic: "pregnancy... Will it affect your sense of smell?"

"..." Qiao Zhiyu wanted to curse, and even wanted to sacrifice Tang Chi, who had no vision, to the great devil behind him.

She pulled the corners of her mouth dryly, covered her aching conscience and said stubbornly, "anyway, I just feel good and fragrant! I like it very much!"

Like is true, because this is Qi Zhanxing's intention. As for incense

Different people have different opinions.

Qi Zhanxing picked his eyebrows, held Qiao Zhiyu's round and small shoulder, and turned her around with a clever force.

"Very fragrant?"

Qiao Zhiyu closed his eyes and looked back at death: "yes! It's very fragrant!"

"It's just too late." Qi Zhanxing looked at the running oven. "Then you can eat this today."

Qiao Zhiyu: "

Two hours later, after dinner, Qiao Zhiyu shed tears of regret at the "cake" with a strong sweet and greasy taste floating on the table.

She trembled and saw off a lump of hard candy with a knife. Although the candy had been wrapped in cream, the taste after cooling was not as terrible as before

But this will not change the fact that 90% of its main ingredients are sugar!!!

She's so old that she hasn't seen a cake that clangs, okay?!

Qiao Zhi knocked down a piece of cake that could only be called Caramel from the back of the knife and stuffed it into his mouth with his eyes closed.

"... delicious." she endured the bitter sweet taste in her mouth and smiled with curved eyebrows. "The workmanship is very good. I like it very much."

Isn't she having her birthday today?

Why suffer such a crime!