Chapter 118: I want to make delicious food for Zhi myself
Sijin was talking to herself next to him, as if she had endless words to say.
"Xiao Zhizhi, if you care about me so much, then I'll feel aggrieved. At worst, I won't eat meat anymore. You like to feed Jinbai meat to him? As long as you keep me in your heart,
I just pretend I don’t know anything, and I won’t care about you even if I stay alone in an empty room for the rest of my life.”
She felt that she had the courage to sacrifice her life. The person she fell in love with was gay, and the gay cared about her so much. She just sacrificed her own sex.
"But you can't give your heart to Jinbai. Seeing how much he cares about you, I promise you to give your body to him." Sijin really feels that she is the most generous woman in the world, and she is actually willing to work with others:
"But you can't be greedy. Just allow him one. You can't keep more lovelies. Your seventy-two concubines in the Three Palaces and Sixth Courtyard must be divorced. My generosity can only tolerate Jinbai.
Just one person."
"Sijin, open the door! Sijin, open the door! Why are you locking the door?"
The sky above the beautiful mountains, lakes, flowers and valleys seems to be echoing with the sound of Jinbai.
Si Jin glanced at it, pretending not to hear, holding Yan Zhi in his arms and refusing to go out among the beautiful mountains, lakes, flowers and valleys, let alone face Jin Bai's knife-like eyes.
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"Mom, is this chicken good? It can't be bought from a breeding farm. I want an old hen. I don't want chickens raised on feed, as they are nutritious."
Sijin looked at the old hen handed over from the kitchen. The chicken had been washed clean inside and out, just waiting to be stewed in the pot.
Sijin's mother called Xinhan. At this moment, she walked into the kitchen from the living room. Sijin was driving away the servants in the kitchen: "You go out, I can do it alone. I don't need your help."
"The old hens were specially bought from far away mountains. They are purely natural and not for food."
, Is the child Yan Zhi feeling better?"
"Just woke up, Aunt Hongwu said it's okay, just stay in the hospital for two days. I also checked on the Internet, chronic gastritis needs to be treated slowly... Oh, mom, you are out, I can be alone, I want to give it to you in person
Zhi makes delicious food and nourishes his stomach well."
Sijin coquettishly pushed her mother out of the kitchen and locked the door.
As soon as the door was locked, his little face fell.
Yan Zhi woke up at three o'clock this afternoon, but he looked at her like a stranger, so indifferent that she was frightened. She served him tea and water with a smile on her face, but the monster didn't even look at her.
At this moment, recalling his cold eyes, my heart still clenches tightly.
Sijin shook his head and told himself not to think too much. First, he would stew some chicken soup and cook some millet porridge to nourish his stomach, and then slowly explain to him.
When thinking of explanations, Sijin felt like she was being harmed.
Fiancé, oh, when she thought of this title, she wanted to throw herself into the purple clay pot and be cooked together with the old hen.
Sijin is busy in the kitchen;
Sijin's mother, Xinhan, and her serious mother, Gu Xiaoyao, were playing mahjong in the living room. At the card table were Yanze's mother, Aunt Xue, and another poker friend, Bingyu.
Yan Ze's mother threw out a four-of-a-kind, "Yaoyao, is your son feeling better? My son is so ignorant. He fights at such an old age and beats Yan Zhi like that."