Spoiled Marriage: Big President, Little Sweetheart

  Whoever is woken up late at night, just pulls up to cook, and keeps commanding the ears, will feel uncomfortable in the throat.

  Chi Enen is not only uncomfortable in his throat, but his brain is about to be bombed.

  Let him stay in it again, I'm afraid she would collapse before the tomato egg noodles are made.

  Without someone with a strong aura pointing in it, Chi Eun clearly felt that the air was much fresher.

  She opened the lid of the pot and looked at the egg soup, and found that water had begun to roll out, so she quickly closed the lid, installed the tomatoes, and was ready to put it in.

  I found the noodles by the way.

  Tomato egg noodles is the simplest and most homely thing to eat. It is nothing more than making a tomato egg soup and throwing down the noodles.

  Chi Enen quickly made a big bowl. She sprinkled the green onions prepared in advance on it and carried it out of the kitchen.

"it is done."

  Li Beijue was already waiting at the dining table in the living room. Chi En'en put the cooked tomato egg noodles in front of him, "Hey, you try."

  She also handed the chopsticks over, pulled the chair away, and sat next to Li Beijue.

  The person with a cold face didn't know if it was because of her being kicked out just now, his face was not so good, but he pushed a glass of water in front of her without speaking.

  Nothing was said during the whole process.

  Chi En'en took the water glass, and then realized it later that she had asked Li Beijue to help her take this glass of water before.

   "Is it honey water?"

  "You can't drink it yourself?" The attitude is extremely bad!

  What does she mean?

  Can he still drink white water for her!

  Chi Enen didn't care about him, took a sip from the water glass, the mouth was sweet, and the water temperature was just right, so it was soaked by heart. The dry throat was moisturized, and it became more comfortable. She curled her eyebrows, looked at the person next to her, and said softly, "Thank you, it's so sweet."

  Li Beijue was still unpleasantly pressing his chest. The most important thing is that he was still upset and couldn't remember anything. At this moment, seeing the smile on her face, I don't know why, and suddenly he was not so upset. It was as if the previous depression that had been pressed on the chest was swept over by an invisible little hand and disappeared, and the depression of the chest suddenly became peaceful.

   He wrinkled his brows, took up his chopsticks, and looked at the tomato egg noodles in front of him.

  Like this ordinary, no more ordinary food, he can't get the least appetite at all, and he really doesn't understand why he liked to eat this before.

  What’s so delicious about something like this? He would often let this woman make it?

  There are also old men, why would they like to eat this kind of food?

  Li Beijue was full of suspicion, but his face was noble and handsome. He gracefully picked up the chopsticks, took a chopstick, and ate.

  Chi Eunen reminded him next to him, “The noodles just cooked a bit hot, so be careful.”

  Li Beijue was scalded just as he wanted to say that she was noisy. He frowned, slowed down, and began to eat.

  The taste is as ordinary as he thought, without any bright spots.

  Moreover, the salt seems to be less, the noodles taste very weak, and it tastes like cooking noodles in plain water.

  In normal times, he can take one bite of something with this kind of taste at most, and it will be thrown away. But at this moment, I don't know why, he was patient and ate.

  The stomach is warmed by the warm noodles, and the faint uncomfortable feeling before has disappeared, and it is much more comfortable than when I was just finished.

   Li Beijue squinted his eagle eyes, and his thin lips hooked up without any trace.

  The things that this woman made are unpalatable or unpalatable. At least it's not at all useless, but it has some merits.