"I won't let it be wasted when I'm in the army. There's nothing wrong with picking it up and eating it." Chen Xing realized his tone was light and light.

This has not been done before.

Tang Qiaoer knew that his mind was sometimes stubborn, and maybe he could really do it, so she waved her hand, "Kidding, Mr. Chen, don't really eat it, you won't be so big."

"I underestimated cooking. I used to see Wu Ma doing it, but I thought it was very simple. I didn't realize it was a technical barrier that I could not overcome."

I was shocked to see the messy stove that was so bad that I felt sorry for, "I remember that you must have been very tired when you cook for me in the past and spent a lot of effort."

Tang Qiaoer blinked, feeling mixed emotions in her heart.

"I originally... wanted to wait for you to get up and eat the breakfast I made, but now it seems that I can only buy some of them."

Chen Ji frowned slightly and smiled embarrassedly, "Qiao'er, I'm sorry, give me some time to practice, I will do better and better."

Tang Qiaoer saw through his thoughts at first sight.

This man has never taken a step in the kitchen after three years of marriage. Wu's mother said that the young master was not alone in her opinion. He has been like this since he was a child, saying that he hated the smell of oil smoke.

This smell made Chen shocked and always remembered that he lived with his mother in a slum mixed with fish and dragons. The bungalows they lived in were flies hotels. From morning to night, he could always smell the smoke and fire when he lay in bed. The smell, no matter how hard he tried to wash his and his mother's clothes, the sticky smell of oil still lingered.

Now, Chen was shocked to find that for the sake of her willingness to cook, she was willing to touch things she would never have done before.

He spoiled her in his heart, and for her, all the bottom line and all principles can be ignored.

A warm current broke out from Tang Qiaoer's chest, and she gently pushed away the shock of being standing in front of her.

"Okay, don't mess with my family, I'll do it."

Suddenly, she couldn't help but cough a few times. She had just sucked some oil smoke, which caused her to be allergic to smoke again.

This silly roe deer, can't he turn on the range hood?

"Qiao'er, what's wrong with you? You caught a cold?" Chen Jingjuanxin raised his heart again.

Tang Qiaoer covered her mouth and nose, "It's okay, I'm a little allergic to smoke, just open the window and ventilate."

Smoke...alleviated?

Chen was shocked and shocked to death!

When did she get this disease? Or... she has always had it, but he never knew it?

Did she cook for him for three years and the entire Shen family for three years, and did she spend it while enduring the pain of allergies?

As soon as Tang Qiaoer picked up the spatula, she was shocked and hugged her tightly from behind.

"Hey, how do I do this?"

"Don't do it, never do it."

He was shocked to realize that his face was buried deep in her neck, his breathing was heavy, and his heart was filled with sorrow that made his eyes red, "I will do this in the future. I will do whatever you want to eat, and I will learn."

"Forget it, you are a talented player and can't count on you."

Suddenly, Tang Qiaoer's pupils shrank slightly, and she pursed her lips so embarrassed that she felt like she was saying the wrong thing.

What this said is, why are you so old husband and wife?
Chapter completed!