Make a living

Chapter 116

That night, Zheng Haichuan deeply realized the biggest difference between being a wife and being a wife.

But what surprised him was that apart from a little pain at the beginning, the back... the back was pretty cool.Cough, the process was a bit violent and exciting, and Zheng Haichuan was afraid that the two of them would crush the bed under them.

Thanks to the good quality of this bed, Zheng Haichuan made up his mind to buy one for Xiaohe Miao at home after verifying it himself.Thinking of the little guy, Zheng Haichuan's mind gradually woke up from the haze he had just woken up from.

Zheng Haichuan gets up early to work all year round, but his body already has a biological clock.But I don't know if he was overworked last night, the clock didn't ring at all today, Zheng Haichuan was lying on the bed and heard the loud hawking sound coming from outside the house, and it was estimated that it was almost ninety o'clock.

He turned over, feeling a little sore in his waist, and a little bit of coolness in his buttocks.

Huh?Cool?

Zheng Haichuan stretched out his hand to touch it back, and it was slippery.

There was a little white on the fingertips, and Zheng Haichuan was puzzled. He remembered that Dr. Li didn't seem to put anything in it last night, so he put his finger under his nose and smelled it.

Oh, a smell of medicine.

"Dare to smell anything?"

At this time, Zheng Haichuan suddenly heard Qi Yu's voice coming from the door, and quickly raised his head happily, "Doctor Lu, you didn't leave!"

"Night shift today."

Qi Yu wore an apron around his waist, and he was holding a plate with two freshly made sandwiches on it.

"Get up and eat." He walked to the bed, leaned over and kissed his lover, his eyes fell on his naked buttocks, "I gave you some medicine, does it still hurt?"

When he first went in last night, this idiot howled like a pig was killed, and he felt that the whole building was about to hear it.Fortunately, he still used his superb skills to knead the piglet until it was soft, and in the end he could only hum at him.

"No...it doesn't hurt much."

Zheng Haichuan was taken aback by Qi Yu's attire.He was answering, but his eyes fell on the apron around Qi Yu's waist and the plate in his hand.Instead, he followed his answer and moved his fingers back again foolishly, as if intending to wipe the ointment back into his buttocks again.

Seeing this, Qi Yu put down the plate in a speechless and amusing manner, pressed the person on the bed and reapplied the medicine.

When he touched Zheng Haichuan's back, he heard the young man moaning slightly, so he simply gave Zheng Haichuan a professional massage.

"Okay, get up and eat when you feel comfortable."

Doctor Lu, who had a perfect score for after-sales service, patted the firm buttocks in front of him and squatted, urging Zheng Haichuan to get up.He was afraid that if he stayed here a little longer, he would have to eat breakfast in a different way.

"Ang!" Zheng Haichuan nodded hurriedly.

The porridge was still boiling in the pot, so Qi Yu went back to the kitchen first.Zheng Haichuan was left to watch his methodical back through the diagonal field of vision between the bedroom and the kitchen.

If Qi Yu turned around at this time, he would meet a pair of shiny black eyes.He will find that the young man lying beside the bed is like a big dog whose fur is being comforted, wagging its invisible tail and eagerly looking forward to the breakfast that is about to be eaten.

For Zheng Haichuan, he has always been the one who cooks for others.

In the past, he used a wood-fired stove to cook for his father in the countryside. Later, he became an apprentice, and the objects of cooking became the guests who came to the restaurant.Later, when he came out with the little seedlings, he had to milk the little guy every morning, and the heavy responsibility of cooking was even more important.

Zheng Haichuan never thought that he would have to wait for others to feed him one day.

On weekdays, his life is exquisite and elegant, and Dr. Lu, who always looks like a non-human being, even wakes up early in the morning and cooks him breakfast himself, and the appearance of the cooking is not bad!

Zheng Haichuan noticed that Qi Yu's clothes were not as formal as those outside.The man was wearing the same tank top and shorts as him, and the earth red apron he brought from the next door was on top of it, with an extremely down-to-earth home look.

But Zheng Haichuan thinks that Dr. Lu looks better like this!

Qi Yu made four sandwiches with lettuce, omelette and ham in them.

He pays attention to precision in life and work, even chopping vegetables and omelettes is square or round, and the sandwiches are made just like those bought in supermarkets outside, and they look very good.

Zheng Haichuan was able to take one bite at a time, but he was a bit reluctant to take it in his hand, and ate it in small bites, chewing each bite with his teeth before swallowing it.

"good to eat!"

I don't know what kind of sauce was put on the sandwich. It was mixed with the burnt taste of ham and fried eggs. It spread a complex and delicious taste in his mouth. Zheng Haichuan's eyes lit up when he ate it.

Although Qi Yu had helped him cook before, Zheng Haichuan had never eaten the dishes he made himself.Zheng Haichuan originally thought that Dr. Lu was the kind of person who would not touch the spring water with his fingers. After all, those precious hands were used to perform operations to save people.

Zheng Haichuan really didn't expect that a man can not only cook, but also cook well!

"Why, you thought I could only order takeaway?"

Qi Yu raised his hand and wiped off the mayonnaise that Zheng Haichuan accidentally rubbed onto the corner of his mouth with his thumb, sucked it without disdain, and said casually, "I have studied abroad for so many years, I won't starve to death early."

Seeing his natural movements, Zheng Haichuan felt a little irritable, and hurriedly lowered his head and swallowed the sandwich in his hand.Unexpectedly, he swallowed too fast and almost got stuck in his throat. Zheng Haichuan quickly picked up the porridge bowl and poured it into his mouth.

"Be careful it's hot." The porridge had just come out of the pressure cooker, and Qi Yu felt that it hadn't cooled down yet.

It's just that he said this a step too late, Zheng Haichuan had already swallowed it twice.At this moment, Zheng Haichuan lost all charming thoughts, and opened his mouth to blow out hot air continuously.

"..." Qi Yu was speechless.

He put down the chopsticks in his hand, stretched out his hand to pinch Zheng Haichuan's chin and pulled him forward, "What do you think you are thinking all day long?" He hit his butt not his head last night.

If it was an outsider, Qi Yu would have already started to speak viciously.But who told this idiot to be his own?Qi Yu only asked him to open his mouth to see if he was burned.

"Hmmm." Zheng Haichuan poked out his tongue and wanted to say no, but he still put his head in front of Qi Yu honestly.

"The tonsils are a bit red," Qi Yu checked against the light outside the window before he felt relieved.He took away the porridge in front of Zheng Haichuan, "Don't drink it, let it cool down before eating at noon."

"Oh." Zheng Haichuan didn't plan to eat it either, he was already quite full from the sandwich.

At this moment, he noticed the cup in front of Qi Yu.Instead of porridge, the man ground a cup of coffee to drink.The color of the coffee was a translucent dark brown, which was different from the milky brown coffee that Zheng Haichuan saw white-collar workers drinking on the side of the road. It looked more mellow, with ice cubes floating on it.

Zheng Haichuan has never drank coffee, and now his throat is smoking, and he is a bit greedy for this cold drink.

"Want to drink?" Qi Yu followed his gaze and picked up the mug, shaking it in front of Zheng Haichuan.

A strong and mellow smell of coffee beans floated in the air.

"Is it delicious?" Zheng Haichuan licked his lips.

His lips were originally the kind of fleshy lips that Qi Yu liked so much, but now they were burned red, showing an even more seductive color.

"Some people are not used to it." Qi Yu rubbed his fingertips on the stubbled chin of the young man twice, and said casually, "Would you like to have a taste first?"

Zheng Haichuan nodded without thinking.

He thought Qi Yu would give him a sip from the mug, but Qi Yu put the mug back on the table.Instead, he was asked to take a sip, and the man approached with cool lips with a strong aroma of coffee.