"I won't get angry, I want to get to you!"

Zhou Zimo shouted at her in a panic. The big meal that he had been looking forward to for so long was ruined again. He wanted to destroy the whole world.

Ye Yifan shrugged innocently: "I have cooked the meal, whether to eat or not is your business."

Humph, I don’t want to eat it, I insist on eating it.

Zhou Zi sat down silently, wrapped gauze in his right hand. He was so angry that he picked up a chopstick in his left hand and wanted to insert food...

Cold-salted bitter gourd, cold-salted chili peppers, cold-salted bean sprouts, cold-salted green onions, and a plate of peeled garlic cloves were placed on the plate. He was so angry that he threw the chopsticks, but none of them could eat them.

"After wasting such a long time, you just peel the garlic and serve it up?" Zhou Zimo's face turned black.

She could only think of it as a little slippery person when she used garlic to fill the food.

It would be better to strip him naked and lie on the bed and let him have a full meal.

"If you don't like cold garlic, there are cold ginger shreds here."

"Not to eat!!" Eat your sister's zombie.

"You can't be nice to me?" Zhou Zimo was like a beaten child, with grievance in his brown eyes, sitting angrily, looking at her pitifully.

Seeing that she didn't say anything, he turned around with a lonely face, reached out and lifted the lid of the dining plate, his eyes suddenly shone brightly, and his tight handsome face pulled out a smile. Is this the beef stewed she made?

It turned out that she knew he liked to eat beef.

He was so hungry, his stomach was rumbling.

I happily picked up the chopsticks and inserted the meat slices. After chewing it for a few times, Zhou Zimo frowned. The smell was... strong enough.

My throat is about to catch fire...

He swallowed it with difficulty, picked up the bitter melon juice from the cup and took a sip, his face slowly turned from blue to white, and then he coughed in a low voice.

If someone else had done such a thing, he would have been pulled out and shot.

Ye Yifan stared at his throat and swallowed the thing with difficulty, as if he was taking poison, and she frowned slightly.

She put half a basket of small peppers in the size of a fist, and she couldn't eat them at all.

"If you don't want to eat, don't eat it, no one is forcing you."

Zhou Zimo seemed to have not heard what she was saying. She gracefully inserted the beef, put it in her mouth, and chewed it slowly. Her handsome face turned red, and fine sweat appeared on her forehead, and her brows became tighter and tighter.

After drinking a few slices of beef, he was sweating profusely, picked up the bitter melon juice and took a sip.

"Unless!!" He stuck out his tongue unbearably, his stomach seemed to be on fire, and his eyes were full of resentment.

"Ye Yifan, you will always be so fierce that you will only make me suffer."

When will it be sweeter?

After applying a sweat, he poured a glass of 'juice' and complained angrily: "Why do you have to add coptis chinensis? Do you know how bitter it is?"

"Why do you have to drink? Someone forced you?"

"My fourth concubine cooks for me for the first time. How can I not eat such a precious meal?"

Zhou Zimo glanced at her mockingly, and coughed while eating, like an old man in extremely poor health, even his voice became hoarse and difficult to tell.

Ye Yifan pursed his lips, and saw his handsome face flushed and green, and his expression was rich and colorful, and a strange feeling surged in his heart.

Zhou Zimo's injured right hand held a teacup, took a sip, held a chopstick in one hand and inserted a cucumber into his mouth and put it on his face. The expression on his face became even more exciting.

"Stinky woman, bean sprouts are raw and cucumbers are sour. Do you treat vinegar as sugar?"

Ye Yifan finally couldn't stand it anymore. He knew how unpleasant it was without having to taste it. She snatched the cup and threw it out: "If it's too bad, don't drink it."

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Chapter completed!