Zhan Kaiyang snorted heavily and left with his family.
Qiao Jing ignored Lou Xinrou's gaze and looked at the dejected backs of Zhan Nan and Zhan Bei's family.
After the farce ended, Zhan Qi Pei decisively took Qiao Jing home.
Noon the next day.
Zhan Qipei helped Qiao Jing bring the food to the table.
Just looking at the four dishes and one soup on the table, his stomach started to feel.
Zhan Qipei swallowed his saliva, Qiao Jin's cooking skills were quite good, and the aroma of the food could reach the next door.
But he suddenly remembered something, and he could only keep his mouth shut while looking at the sumptuous food on the dinner table.
Zhan Qi Pei served Qiao Jing a bowl of soup and put it on the table, "It's time to eat. The kitchen will be cleaned up after I finish."
"Thank you." When Qiao Jing came out, she had already tidied up the kitchen.
After she sat down and finished a bowl of soup, Zhan Qi Pei moved his chopsticks.
"You didn't drink the soup?" Qiao Jing saw that there was rice in Zhan Qi Pei's bowl.
Zhan Qipei looked away from the soup, "I've had it."
In his heart, he was still very greedy for the soup that Qiao Jing cooked, but he had to watch his mouth and couldn't drink the soup.
Qiao Jing took a look at Zhan Qi Pei's bowl. There was no oil on it, and there was only rice in it.
She did not expose Zhan Qi Pei's lie.
After about five minutes, Qiao Jing realized something was wrong.
This is not the first time this has happened. Zhan Qipei has eaten very little recently, not even drinking soup.
He usually eats two or three bowls of rice, but now he only eats one bowl and rarely eats vegetables.
If we follow the normal amount of food for two people, these dishes would be just right, but now there are leftovers.
This made the thrift-conscious Qiao Jing a little worried about the food. Finally, she chose to ask, "The food you cooked recently is not to your liking?"
But logically speaking, Zhan Qi Pei shouldn't suddenly lose his appetite, because the meals he usually cooks all taste the same, and he also liked eating them before.
Zhan Qipei looked away, not daring to look at Qiao Jing, and replied, "No."
He had obviously tried his best to reduce the number of times he picked up food without being discovered by Qiao Jing, but he was still discovered.
"But there have been leftovers lately." Qiao Jing frowned, looked at the food on the table, and began to think about the steps he took to cook.
Could it be that something went wrong? But when she ate it herself, she didn't feel that the taste had changed.
Only then did Zhan Qipei remember that due to his own reasons, Qiao Jin had been eating more food than usual recently.
He thought of an excuse and said, "Maybe I bought too much groceries. I can buy less."
"I bought the amount of groceries according to our food intake." Qiao Jing looked at Zhan Qi Pei, trying to get some clues from his face.
If there are leftovers, there is only one reason: someone's appetite has become smaller.
Zhan Qi Pei cursed, because the food cooked by his wife was so delicious that he couldn't control his mouth. What should he do if he has gained weight recently?
During this period of time, he gained ten pounds, but he didn't want Qiao Jing to misunderstand that he ate less because the food didn't suit his appetite.
The food is not only appetizing, it is also quite delicious.
"It's not unpalatable, it tastes good." Zhan Qipei explained.
"Then why do you eat so little?" Qiao Jing asked patiently.
She didn't want to waste food, and she would be very satisfied if she ate the extra portion from Zhan Qi Pei.
Qiao Jing bought just enough food according to the food intake of the two of them. It would be a bit reluctant to eat more for Zhan Qi Pei.
Zhan Qipei hesitated for a while, but still did not tell the truth, "No, I ate the same amount as usual."
"You usually eat two or three bowls of rice, but now you only eat one? You don't drink soup recently."
Zhan Qipei was stunned. He didn't expect that Qiao Jing could even remember how many bowls of rice she had eaten. It seemed that she still cared about him.
Zhan Qipei opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say to defend himself.
Qiao Jing didn't say anything, but put down his chopsticks and looked at Zhan Qi Pei, waiting for his next explanation.
The two were in a stalemate for a while, Zhan Qi Pei looking at Qiao Jing.
In the end, Zhan Qi Pei chose to back down and said with some helplessness, "Because I have gained ten pounds recently and want to control my weight. The food is delicious, but if I continue to eat like this, my weight will still increase."
After listening to Zhan Qipei's explanation, Qiao Jing looked at him up and down with an appraising look.
However, from Zhan Qipei's appearance, we still can't tell that he has gained weight. Instead, we can see that his figure has become much stronger.
After all, considering Zhan Qi Pei's height, his current weight is normal, and he was on the thin side before.
Qiao Jing withdrew her gaze, "You don't have to control your food intake. It's better to grow stronger. I was thin before, but now I look better."
Zhan Qipei's eyes lit up, "Really? It looks better than before?"
"Well, I didn't lie to you." Qiao Jing replied.
Zhan Qi Pei felt much happier now, "So, you like to be stronger?"
Qiao Jing did not answer Zhan Qi Pei's question. Seeing that he still refused to move his chopsticks, Qiao Jing thought of a way and said, "I can make you a cup of tea to cleanse your intestines. Drink it after eating. You won't get fat."
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Dieting is not a good way to lose weight. A cup of bowel cleansing tea can remove excess fat and impurities from the body.
After hearing this, Zhan Qipei looked at Qiao Jing's figure. He could circle the slender waist with one hand, and the long legs without any fat at all.
From the moment he met Qiao Jing, he felt that her figure was better than those of international models.
While living with her, he discovered that Qiao Jing's appetite was not small and she ate as much as men.
But the important thing is that Qiao Jing's figure has always been very slim, maintaining the same figure as when he first met her, but his weight has increased by a full ten pounds.
Could it be that Qiao Jing's ability to maintain her figure is because of that cup of tea?
"Is it because you drank intestinal cleansing tea that you don't gain weight no matter how much you eat?" Zhan Qipei asked curiously.
If that were the case, he wouldn't have to go on such a hard diet.
"No, I won't gain weight after eating." Qiao Jing put a chopstick of meat into his bowl and said calmly.
Her calm tone made people feel that she was not showing off, but stating a fact.
No matter how much you eat, you won't gain weight, which is what many women dream of, but Qiao Jing doesn't feel anything about it.
Zhan Qi Pei also cast a somewhat envious look at Qiao Jin. He had to control his weight, otherwise he might become a potbellied man in middle age.
Otherwise, how could he leave such delicious food uneaten?
"I will make you a bowel cleansing tea, so you don't have to control your food intake." Qiao Jing reminded, signaling Zhan Qi Pei to finish the meal.
After Qiao Jing agreed, Zhan Qi Pei moved his chopsticks with peace of mind and ate two bowls of rice again, "Did you make the bowel cleansing tea yourself?"
"Well, I researched it when I was free." Qiao Jin's frown relaxed when he saw that Zhan Qi Pei had stopped dieting.