"Ye Fan, I want to eat the double-cooked pork, but I don't want spicy."
"Last time the crayfish was so spicy that I wanted to eat something light."
When Ye Fan changed his clothes after taking a shower and was busy in the kitchen, Tang Ruoxue leaned against the door frame and muttered to Ye Fan what he wanted to eat.
Ye Fan responded angrily: "Your uncle, don't be spicy when you eat a double-cooked pork, should you be so pretentious?"
Tang Ruoxue held his hands in front of his chest: "You can ignore it, you are two people who are hungry anyway."
"Okay, okay, I'll make you a garlic sprout and cooked meat."
Ye Fan suddenly realized that the cooking skills that Lin Qiuling practiced after being in the Tang family for a year was still very beneficial, at least he knew how to adapt.
He made a non-spicy, refried pork according to Tang Ruoxue's request, then made three dishes and one soup, and finally heated up the leftover rice from noon.
In the Palace of Guard, whether it is Zhao Mingyue, Ye Tianci or Tang Ruoxue, he almost never eats rice, and it is basically Ye Fan who solves it.
So he is used to eating the leftovers.
Soon, four dishes and one soup were served, and Ye Fan also served two bowls of rice.
"Will the refried meat taste good if it's not spicy?"
Sitting next to the dining table, Tang Ruoxue kept making things difficult for Ye Fan as usual: "It's not delicious, I want to order barbecue, don't stop me."
"If you want to eat barbecue with a strong taste, just say, why would I make things difficult for a non-spicy, double-cooked pork?"
Ye Fan saw through the woman's thoughts at first glance: "If you don't eat, I will eat."
Tang Ruoxue lowered her head and ate the pot meat again. She was stunned when she bit her. She thought it was very unpalatable, but she knew it was delicious.
She was a little surprised and a little surprised. Unexpectedly, this bastard's cooking skills became better and better. This was almost the best refried meat she had ever eaten as old as she grew up.
She held the chopsticks and ate it in big mouthfuls. She usually only ate half a bowl of white porridge, and soon finished a bowl of rice.
And I still feel unsatisfied.
Tang Ruoxue looked at Ye Fan’s rice while holding the pot of meat.
“Isn’t it enough to eat?”
Ye Fan looked at the woman who was eating a bowl of water:
"The cooked pork and rice are perfect matches. Unfortunately, there are only two bowls of rice tonight. Why don't I give you this bowl?"
He thought about making more refried meat in the future so that Tang Ruoxue would eat more rice to make himself and his fetus healthier.
"What a good man!"
Ye Fan originally thought that Tang Ruoxue must have been disdainful, after all, he had eaten three bites of rice, but Tang Ruoxue took his rice without hesitation.
Then, she picked up the pot and ate it with big mouthfuls.
Ye Fan was stunned on the spot, with chopsticks stopped in the air, and shouted for a long time: "Hey, what I have eaten, what I have eaten..."
Tang Ruoxue gave a mouthful of rice into his mouth: "Who told you that you are so lazy to cook rice?"
Ye Fan couldn't laugh or cry...
"bite--"
At this moment, Ye Fan's new cell phone vibrated slightly, and a phone call poured in.
He glanced at Song Hongyan!
Ye Fan touched the corner of his mouth, put down his chopsticks, and walked outside while picking up his phone to answer:
"Sister Yan, good evening..."
The voice is as light as the spring breeze, as gentle as the heartfelt and full of affection...
Seeing this, Tang Ruoxue's movements were stagnant, and the meat in his mouth was instantly tasteless...
"Ye Fan, I heard that Wuyi Lane attacked you?"
At the door, Song Hongyan's caring and anxious voice came from Ye Fan's ears: "Are you injured?"
When the attack occurred, Ye Fan briefly explained the story to Ye Zhendong and others in order to avoid the concerns of the people around him.
Song Hongyan knew it.
"Don't worry, Sister Yan, I'm fine, it's very good."
Ye Fan did not hide at all: "That's right, was Wuyi Lane attacking me, or was Chen Long attacking me personally?"
"From his appearance, I guess he is taking revenge on the Tang Sect."
"Someone tampered with the US dollar template and transferred it to the hands of Dihao Bank through my hand. Dihao Bank has another involvement with the Tangmen."
"This template finally came to Tang Pingfan."
"I don't know what happened, but I know that Tang Pingfan must have suffered a severe blow, causing the Tang Sect to lose his mind and retaliate against the people who plotted against him."
He absolutely trusted Song Hongyan: "I took the blame for someone."
"Tang Pingfan asked Wuyi Lane to take revenge on you?"
Song Hongyan was stunned when she heard this, then her tone was uncontrollable:
"Tang Pingfan wants to kill you? How dare he kill you?"
Her voice was filled with anger: "When my man touched my mind, is it watering?"
Ye Fan was slightly stunned and smiled bitterly:
"He probably decided that I was doing something wrong with the template. Now that he was in trouble, he was furious and wanted my life."
"If I guess it's good, he's very likely to be poisoned, because I really can't imagine that the template can contain other killer moves."
"Uncle Dong also called me today and said something seemed to be happening inside the Tang Sect, but I can't find out for the time being."
"Judged from the situation of Chenlong, if the Tang Sect had not lost his mind and asked him to take action, he would probably not have become an enemy of me so soon."
"As I originally estimated, Chen Long would take at least half a year to tear me apart."
He added: "But it doesn't matter. When I wait a few days, I will settle the score with Chenlong and Tangmen."
When he finished taking a shower, he drew out the image of Chenlong and handed it to Wei Hong for them to be wanted, just like the last time Xiong Tianjun was wanted.
Song Hongyan spoke firmly: "Ye Fan, leave this matter to me to investigate, I will definitely give you an explanation."
Ye Fan was stunned: "This is a trick from Wuyi Lane and Tang Sect. What explanation do you give me?"
Song Hongyan didn't say anything, as if she was hesitating.
Ye Fan smiled: "Sister Yan, don't worry, I can take good care of myself, and you can take good care of Xixi and myself."
"Ye Fan, if Tang Pingfan did this, I will definitely give you an explanation."
Song Hongyan repeated again decisively, then hung up the phone with a bang.
Ye Fan was slightly stunned, not understanding why Song Hongyan was so resentful towards Tang Pingfan?
After thinking for a while, Ye Fan did not find the answer, so he turned back to the dining room for dinner.
He returned to the dining table and found that Tang Ruoxue had finished eating, but there was still half a bowl of rice left for himself.
Ye Fan picked up the chopsticks and swept the food on the dining table, washed the dishes and took Tang Ruoxue's pulse.
He confirmed that the fetus was safe and was fine, so he asked her to take a shower and go to bed early.
Tang Ruoxue obediently obediently obediently to Ye Fan's instructions.
But the woman didn't sleep very well, she turned over from time to time and gasped from time to time, and seemed very anxious.
Seeing her like this, Ye Fan simply got into the quilt, supported her head and coaxed the child, and patted her back a few times from time to time.
Then, he also gently massaged Tang Ruoxue's head with his fingers.
Such comfort seemed to be very effective. Tang Ruoxue struggled for a while, then hugged his waist and fell asleep.
The irritability on a woman's face gradually became calm and calm.
Ye Fan exhaled a long breath and gently stroked the woman's show, with indescribable care in his eyes.
"Ye Fan, can I not want children..."
Suddenly, Tang Ruoxue, who was sleeping, muttered in his dream:
"I don't want this kid!"
Ye Fan's body stiffened and could not hide his shock. When he looked down, he saw tears faintly on the corner of the woman's eyes...