Military marriage lingering: big president, little sweetheart

Li beijue raised his eyes and glanced at her impatiently. His thin lips touched up and down. "I think pleasing to the eye is the standard." But so far, he has only one woman in his eye.

So Chi En is the standard.

When the hostess heard that, she wanted to ask, but he was impatient, so she shut up cleverly. I digged off the topic and talked about finance. Chi En couldn't understand all of them, so he grabbed the rag and started to stay.

She hasn't seen this man for a long time since they broke up three months ago. In recent months, she even deliberately evaded his news. I don't know why. This time, across the screen, she always felt that he looked a little pale. It seemed that he was seriously ill

Is Li beijue ill?

Too tired? Or... Because of her?

Although he felt that the possibility of being himself was very small, Chi En's heart still trembled.

She picked up the TV remote control panel on the tea table and turned off the TV with a click.

The house finally quieted down.

Can't it be because of her?

She had analyzed it carefully. Li beijue said that he liked her at that time, mostly because she helped him block it for a moment.

Well, definitely not because of her.

Chi En let out a breath, put aside the messy ideas in his mind, adjusted his mind and started to clean up again.

She comes to clean the villa every week, so it's very clean. Just wipe the furniture, the floor. But the villa is big. Even if she just wiped the furniture and floor, she cleaned it up for nearly an hour and a half.

these He quickly washed his hands, put on his apron and opened the refrigerator.

The refrigerator is full of all kinds of vegetables and meat as usual.

She picked out a few and took them into the kitchen.

The husband said he had a relative in Beijing who was sick and wanted to eat home cooked food. Every time after cleaning, please help her to make some home-made dishes and put them at home. The driver will send the dishes to the hospital after sending her.

She was only asked to clean and cook a meal every week. Of course, Chi En had no problem. She turned on the tap and threw the red tomatoes into the water one by one. Wash and think.

Cooking, cooking... What can I do today?

The patient should eat light. Last week, she made stewed chicken with mushrooms, fish balls with smooth meat, fried sea cucumber with Scallion... What about this week? You can't just make scrambled eggs with tomatoes, can you?

Tomatoes rolling in the water, Chi En deftly washed them one by one, took them out and put them aside. All of a sudden, a flash of inspiration in my mind, I thought of a light dish - tomato and beef brisket!

Do what you say.

She trotted to open the refrigerator. Sure enough, there was fresh beef brisket in the refrigerator.

She took out the beef brisket, took the spareribs and wax gourd, and got busy.

Stewed Beef Brisket with tomato, spareribs and wax gourd soup... And some small dishes, it should be enough to eat.

She calculated the time, not enough to eat can only be so. It's very late for her to get off work. If she doesn't go home, her baby will blow up.

Chi En's Sabre technique is fast and sharp.

An hour later, most of the dishes were ready, only the spareribs and wax gourd soup was still boiling on the stove.

She untied her apron, kept the fire to a minimum, turned and went out.

pretty Regardless of fatigue, picked up the bag on the sofa, felt out the mobile phone.

Sure enough, the mobile phone has been swiped by the information from Chi Baobao.

——Woman, you're not off work yet?

——I remember, you work overtime every Friday.

——When will you pick me up? I'm so bored.

——Hello, woman, I'm home. Teacher Nick sent me back. How about you? Haven't finished the work yet?

——Why don't you get back to me? Chi En en, you won't be out of the wall, will you?

man Get back to me!