My Schizophrenic CEO Husband

Cheng Anran was really not hurt, but because his hand had been put in disposable gloves and the kitchen was hot, he was not hurt, but his hand was burned red, not to the point of scalding, but it wasn't nothing. The tingling feeling was there.

She doesn't love affectation, let alone Tang Yiyu. Because of this remorse, she forces him to eat by himself, so she doesn't want to show him.

Now she was caught. She smiled awkwardly and hurried to take off her disposable gloves: "I'm fine. I'm not hurt. It's covered. It's just looking red. In fact, it's fine."

Tang Yiyu frowned.

He's not stupid. Can't he see anything?

He suddenly felt that he didn't feel good. He shouldn't have let Cheng Anran cook and scolded her so much. He asked her to wear disposable gloves. Most importantly, he wasn't sure whether he could eat at the beginning.

"It's my fault." Tang Yiyu asked with a heavy face, "does it hurt? Here's a medicine box. I'll get you some scalding medicine."

He turned and left. Cheng Anran knew that he must be ashamed. He sighed and pulled him: "it's all right. Let's eat first."

It's true. I'm a cold and indifferent domineering president everywhere, but my heart is so soft.

He's just drunk red. If he cuts his hands, won't he eat in the future?

Tang Yiyu glanced at the table and said seriously, "I'm sure I'll take the rice. Wipe the medicine first."

Cheng Anran couldn't resist him, so she had to follow him and let him find medicine to wipe him.

When applying the medicine, Tang Yiyu wanted to help her. Cheng Anran hid. She squeezed the ointment on her hand and rubbed it very gently. After wiping, she stood up and said, "come on, some dishes are not delicious when they are cold. Try whether you can eat them. If not, don't be hungry. There are a lot of ingredients in the kitchen. Go and make some by yourself."

Cheng Anran walks to the dining table. Tang Yiyu sits still, his eyes still on the ointment.

He knew that Cheng Anran didn't ask him to touch it, but this consideration stabbed Tang Yiyu like a thorn.

He asked himself, this time it's just a little hand injury. If one day it's dangerous, you look at it like this and don't do it?

Do you miss the chance to save her because of the devil in your heart and the hypocrisy in your heart? Let her be so considerate to you?

The sentence "why should I treat" that he said to Cheng Anran indifferently and defiantly now can't help but show signs of shaking.

There was no reason in the past. Anyway, he really didn't want to contact women from the bottom of his heart.

And now?

Cheng Anran is also a woman.

This is beyond his doubt, and he can't deny that consciousness classifies her into the same kind again.

Moreover, he... Cares about Cheng Anran.

Tang Yiyu feels that he regards Cheng Anran as a friend and partner, and even now half of his family is in Ghana, so he will think about his disease.

"What are you doing sitting there? Come here." Cheng Anran couldn't help urging him again when she saw that he hadn't come yet.

Tang Yiyu got up and went over.

Cheng Anran had a big meal.

Golden garlic shrimp, lobster with scallion oil, braised cabbage heart, Curry Vegetables, lemon sour and spicy boneless chicken feet, crab roe tofu, sweet and Sour Meat and kelp spare ribs soup. When two people eat, she has gathered eight dishes and cooked Spanish Seafood Fried Rice with great care.

The brightly colored Spanish fried rice looks appetizing in the light.

Cheng Anran laughed and joked: "the Spanish Seafood Fried Rice on the island is really authentic seafood fried rice. The seafood is now fished."

Tang Yiyu raised his lower lip slightly. He saw that there was no discomfort with these meals, and he still felt hungry.

He was worried that he couldn't eat it at first, but now he didn't doubt it. In Cheng Anran's warm eyes, Tang Yiyu picked up a spoon and ate a mouthful of crab roe tofu first.

The combination of fresh crab roe and tender tofu is salty, sweet and delicious. It melts in the mouth. It seems to slide from the mouth to the stomach, warming the whole stomach in an instant.

Cheng Anran stared at him all the time for fear that he would feel uncomfortable. She looked at the trash can. If he wanted to vomit, she immediately flew up to get the trash can.

However, after Tang Yiyu finished eating. Just sitting quietly and silent.

Cheng Anran became more nervous. She was careful and didn't dare to speak too loudly. She asked softly, "how's it going? Is there anything uncomfortable?"

Tang Yiyu looked at her. His dark eyes were stained with ink and fainted with warmth: "it's delicious."

Cheng Anran was stunned. Unexpectedly, when he said this, his boasted face turned a little red: "can you eat? Really no problem?"

Tang Yiyu didn't expect that he had no problem, but the result seemed to be nothing. He could not only eat what she made, but also had no aversion. He didn't need to bear the pressure to force himself.

Cheng Anran cares so much that she is afraid of him forcing.

Seeing that I have cooked such a table of dishes and my hands are burning red, I won't force myself to eat.

Tang Yiyu deliberately teased Cheng Anran, pretending to be serious and said, "is there anything I can't feel after eating? I have to eat more to know."

Cheng Anran's eyes curled with joy: "well, eat more, eat more."

Tang Yiyu is really rude. Cheng Anran's food seems to be tailor-made for him. Every dish suits his taste.

He hasn't eaten such delicious food for a long time. The food cooked by the chef at home is not delicious. It's a five-star chef who pays for it. Naturally, the cooking is delicious, but it loses a little fireworks.

Cheng Anran's cooking is different. He can taste the warm feeling from this dish.

Not only warmed his hungry stomach, but also warmed his heart.

It turned out that they all said that it was true that the food at home could warm people's hearts.

He didn't care much about this before, but now he eats marrow and knows taste.

He also understood that he was not unable to eat what women made, but to divide which women.

Bai Ye was right. Cheng Anran is really special.

In Tang Yiyu's world, other women's colors are gray white or disgusting black. Only Cheng Anran is fresh and glittering.

Cheng Anran saw that Tang Yiyu had a full meal without any discomfort. His heart was warm and swollen, as if he had really comforted the young Tang Yiyu.

For the first time, she tasted the satisfaction of liking someone and paying for it.

It turns out that if you love someone, it's really not like what you once thought. Only when you get the other party's love will you be happy.

Love a person, pay for each other is also happiness.

Cheng Anran couldn't hide his joy and said to Tang Yiyu, "I see you're so happy. When I'm free, I often do it. I still like cooking."

Tang Yiyu stared at her deeply: "No."

Cheng Anran's heart is empty.

No, just this meal

Sure enough, it's disgusting with women. Even if you wear gloves, you're reluctant.

Cheng Anran doesn't want to lose, but she can't control falling from high altitude.