After Xia Qing had the operation, she was given nutritional injections for the first few days. She could not eat until later. She was so greedy that she drooled. She is a vegetarian and it would be uncomfortable to eat vegetarian food for a whole day, let alone
After three days of nutritional injections, she was fed up with those injections every day. As soon as she heard that she could eat, she pulled An Xiaoyao and acted coquettishly and asked for meat. An Xiaoyao looked at her bright eyes and smiled slightly.
A smile.
This girl is so cute sometimes.
Of course, he met all her requirements, and Xia Qing couldn't help but wait for him to prepare the meal, wandering around the kitchen, following An Xiaoyao like a large pet, with "I need to be fed" written nakedly on his face.
expression.
"What to eat? Pasta?"
"No, no, I want to eat meat, pure meat." Xia Qing said. Because of the surgery, his speech was not loud, like whimpering, like a hand scratching his heart, which made him feel itchy no matter what.
An Xiaoyao looked at the refrigerator and saw that there were chicken legs and wings. He took them out and planned to boil them for Xia Qing to eat. Seafood was indeed a taboo. He also gave up the idea of cooking other meals. Xia Qing looked at them with a green light.
"I eat fried chicken legs and wings. They are fried to a crisp."
"I know." An Xiaoyao smiled and pinched the tip of her nose, "Go out and sit for a while, and you'll be able to eat it soon."
"I'm going to wait for you to cook it, and then eat fresh food." She wanted to pounce on the food immediately. An Xiaoyao's face was filled with smiles. It was actually a pleasure to have someone chattering beside her while cooking.
Specially, all the busyness is because of her.
Otherwise, he rarely cooks.
"I need to stir-fry some more vegetables and add more chili peppers." Xia Qing ordered the dishes without any pressure, imagining the Manchu-Han banquet that An Xiaoyao once prepared for her.
Suddenly, she felt that marrying An Xiaoyao was not a bad idea, at least her stomach was satisfied.
"No, you can't eat chili peppers yet."
"Sister said you can eat it."
"No." An Xiaoyao touched her head and said softly, "Be good and I'll cook it for you in a few days. Let's eat something lighter today. There are fried chicken legs and wings. The vegetables are lighter.
"
Xia Qing thought about it and was very confused. An Xiaoyao simply used his trump card, "Otherwise, I won't be able to eat the meat."
"If that doesn't work, then just eat meat. I'll sacrifice it temporarily."
An Xiaoyao folded the noodles, rolled them up and put them in the pot to fry. Suddenly the whole room was filled with aroma. Xia Qing watched the chicken wings slowly turn golden brown, saliva flowing down. Xiaoxue happened to come in and smiled slightly, "Okay.
It smells good, what are you making delicious?"
Xia Qing said with a smile, "Fried chicken legs and fried chicken wings."
"What makes you happy when he does this? You can't eat it." Xiaoxue said, sitting in the living room, and asked Xia Qing to go over. She had something to say to Xia Qing, but Xia Qing didn't respond with a look of being struck by lightning.
An Xiaoyao couldn't laugh or cry, "It shouldn't matter if she eats fried food, right?"
"It's best not to eat it. It's good for her to eat lighter these days." Xiaoxue didn't even raise her head. An Xiaoyao was trying to figure out the doctor's words. The doctor always said what should be done and what was best. He rarely said he was sure about surgery.
matter.
Xiaoxue is an exception. Of course, sometimes she also says words like "It's possible, it should be".
What is best not to do, in Xiaoxue’s definition, is actually edible.