Exclusive Sweet Marriage

Mino a smile, "you don't have to repeat every day, my ears are listening to cocoons, quickly drink porridge, not to say hungry."

Ye Zihao frowned and saw that Mino really didn't want to say, and he didn't force him any more, "OK, let's eat first."

Mino convergence of all emotions, as if nothing happened to drink porridge, ye Zihao from time to time glance at her, see her mood did not fluctuate, also put down.

Ye Zihao discharged from the hospital after transfusion. The doctor prescribed some medicine and told him to pay attention to light diet and avoid spicy and greasy food.

"It seems that you can only eat bean curd and vegetables in the next month."

"Don't be so cruel."

Mino pick eyebrows, directly will ye Zihao back to his usual apartment, not far from her community, just next to a street.

Mino looked around, the house is very big, more than 100 flat appearance, decoration style is a little cold, everywhere revealed a low-key luxury, such as his style, but undeniably, still have taste.

Mino took a look at Ye Zihao, "yes, there is a local tyrant's breath everywhere."

"Come in if you like."

"Why do you want to abduct a good woman so soon?" Mino put on a sweet smile.

"No, I want to be in the golden house."

Mino snorted coldly, "I want you to be beautiful."

Ye Zihao is sitting on the sofa, while Mino goes to open his refrigerator. There are no fresh fruits and vegetables in it, just a few bottles of mineral water and beer lying alone.

The kitchenware in the kitchen is also very brand new. You don't have to think about it and know that you've never used it.

"Ye Zihao, is your kitchen used as decoration?"

"It's not furnishings. It's for my future daughter-in-law. Now it seems that she is very prescient. My future daughter-in-law can cook."

This man really likes to take advantage of her, but for the sake of being a patient, she doesn't care about him.

"Do you have any rice?"

Ye Zihao shook his head decisively, "no, I usually order takeout."

Mino saw a thick stack of small cards on the tea table. When she took them up, she found that they were all the contact information of takeout. If she didn't go home, she would eat takeout. It took several years for her to have a problem. That's definitely good luck. "I think I'm really carrying a big black pot. Your gastroenteritis is definitely not caused by the unclean food I ate with me yesterday, but by the accumulation of time, and it has changed from quantity to quality."

"I'm not afraid of you in the future." Ye Zihao's mouth is smiling and his face is dead.

"I'm going back now. I still have a little work to do."

"No, what can I do when you go back? I've only had a little porridge since the morning, and I don't know what to eat at night."

Mino thinks that she is wrong. Ye Zihao is not a masochist, she is a masochist. When she heard that ye Zihao didn't eat at night, she couldn't bear his pitiful eyes. She went to the supermarket to purchase in person. When she walked into the supermarket, she felt regret. What's the matter? She became a cook.

What pot with what cover, ancestors say this can be a good point, especially suitable for describing her.

Mino picked several kinds of vegetables, bought some fruits and lean meat, but ye Zihao had nothing at home, and Mino had to buy something like oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar for him. When he checked out, she found that the car was full. Looking at the two big bags in front of her, Mino was depressed, and she couldn't carry it away.

We can only push the cart to the door of the supermarket, and then call ye Zihao. The phone rings a few times and then stops. She is about to call again. Ye Zihao is in front of us. He is just wearing a white shirt and suit pants, and a pair of slippers.

"Nono, I'm coming." Then he stretched out a big hand with clear bones and picked up two big bags easily.

Mino looked at him like this, a little distracted, so he seems to be quite grounded.

Sometimes it's just like this. When you always look at a person with colored glasses, what he does is wrong in your eyes. In another way, you will find that it's not so bad.

That's what she did to Ye Zihao.

"Nono, what are you thinking? Keep up."

Mino can a smile, and then catch up, ye Zihao did not feel tired, Mino is tired, leg pain, lying on the sofa did not want to move.

Ye Zihao took a look at her, very comfortable, not too lady, but he likes her this real not artificial side.

"Nono, how do you do this?" Ye Zihao pointed to the things in the bag.

"You put meat in the cold room, vegetables and fruits in the cold room, oil, salt, sauce and vinegar in the kitchen..." Mino commands Ye Zihao, like an arrogant queen.

Ye Zihao is very busy. He has a light sense of nobility in his actions. His long and narrow eyes are full of inexplicable emotions, deep and charming.

"What else do I need to do next?"

Mino sat up, just wanted to get up, suddenly thought of something, and then lay back, "I'll teach you how to make porridge now." Since she decided to give him a chance, she naturally began to teach slowly, otherwise it would be her own.

Mino sighed a little in her heart. She felt that she was out of luck. She met a 30-year-old man who had not been taught by a woman and had to be taught by her.

Well, let's start with the simplest one today, so as not to be too complicated and undermine his confidence.

Ye Zihao slightly wrong eyes, expression some innocent and aggrieved, "don't bother, I don't have talent in this aspect."

"No talent is an excuse. I won't be a free cook for anyone. You have to learn these things slowly. Porridge cooking is the simplest. You can learn it if you are mentally retarded." Mino sniffed and looked at Ye Zihao slightly.

Ye Zihao grabbed his hair, and his eyes gradually overflowed with a smile, "OK, then you say, I'll learn." If he can't learn, he won't be a mental handicap in this girl's eyes.

In fact, cooking porridge is really not difficult. Under the command of Mino, ye Zihao succeeded in cooking for the first time.

He happily brought out a bowl of porridge, "nono, it's not difficult to cook."

Mino laughed brightly, "it's not difficult at all. You don't have a high EQ, but your IQ is OK. You can be as good as monkey king

Looking at Mino's smile, ye Zihao is a bit creepy, "nono, are you saying the truth?"

Mino's face sank. "You're masochistic. I'm sure you still think I'm lying."

Smell speech, ye Zihao complacent, "that's good, I think cooking this kind of small things can't defeat me."

What ye Zihao doesn't know is that from this moment on, he began to walk slowly into the ranks of family cook. Later, when he was buried in the kitchen again and again, he realized his daughter-in-law's enigmatic smile.

Once in the kitchen, it's as deep as the sea.