One thought of a flash marriage, the husband teases lightly

It was Fu Chengyu who broke the silence first and asked with a chuckle: "Why don't you hang up?"

He Jiarui asked him, "Why didn't you die?"

"I want to wait for you to hang up first." Fu Chengyu said, "Go to bed early and don't stay up too late."

He Jiarui said: "Okay, don't play too late, please go home and be safe."

"I know." Fu Chengyu felt warm in his heart.

"Bye." After He Jiarui said this, he hung up the phone without lingering this time.

Fu Chengyu looked down at the dialog box, rubbed it twice with his fingers, and then withdrew.

He didn't go back to the private room, but went home directly.

On the way back, Xiao Jiuer sent him a WeChat message and asked him where he was.

He said: "I'm going home, you can play by yourself."

Xiao Jiuer yelled on the phone, "Third brother, you are not kind. You called me out, but you left first. Are you sad after talking to Xiaohua Rui?"

"Shut your stupid mouth!" Fu Chengyu was in a bad mood and scolded Xiao Jiuer again. He wasn't like this before, and he was quite tolerant of his younger brother.

Xiao Jiuer said empathetically: "Third brother, what difficulties are you having with that girl? Just tell me and I will analyze it for you and see if we can solve it."

Fu Chengyu sneered, "Forget it, I can solve it myself. I'm done."

Xiao Jiu'er knew about the third brother's worries and wanted to help his brother solve his problems. He took this matter to heart and was determined to find out who this little pistil was.

He Jiarui was lying on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep. He kept thinking about Fu Chengyu. He was tall and handsome, considerate of people, could not stop chatting, and was good at everything he looked at.

Such a nice man...

She sighed in her heart. Although she and Yuan Zheng were quarreling fiercely, throwing rings, and clamoring to break off the engagement, she knew very well that if her grandfather didn't let go, she and Yuan Zheng would never break up.

She thought about her little plan again. Looking at it now, Fu Chengyu was really a good candidate. To put it bluntly, if she completely defeated Yuan Zheng and brought him to her grandfather, she felt that the winning rate would be 70.00%.

However, Fu Chengyu's explanation just now made her feel uncomfortable when she thought about it. It seemed that he had no feelings for her and just saw her as a friend. Then this situation cannot continue to develop.

"It's so annoying..." She muttered, unable to sleep, so she simply got up.

She went to the wine cabinet to get a bottle of good red wine, poured herself a glass, stood at the floor-to-ceiling window and looked outside, her eyes filled with sadness.

One night passed, and the rising sun illuminated the room and woke up He Jiarui on the sofa.

She squinted her eyes and looked around. Her head hurt. She drank all the bottle of red wine last night and fell asleep in the living room in a daze.

She sat up, woke up for a while, and went to the kitchen with the empty wine bottle. Afterwards, I washed myself up and called Yuan Zheng.

It took a long time to pick up the phone, but Yuan Zheng asked in a hoarse voice, "What's the matter?"

"I want to ask you, what do you have for breakfast? I'll buy it and deliver it to you." He Jiarui's voice sounded a little hoarse because he drank a lot of wine last night.

Yuan Zheng asked: "What's wrong with your throat?"

"It's okay, I just got up." He Jiarui said nonchalantly, "What did you eat in the morning?"

"Are you going to buy it?" Yuan Zheng asked.

He Jiarui sneered, "What if? Who do you want to buy it?"

When Yuan Zheng heard that it had nothing to do with that boy Fu Chengyu, he felt more comfortable.

"I don't have much appetite. I don't want to eat takeout. I want to eat porridge made at home."

He Jiarui said: "There is no nanny at my aunt's house, and my second brother and sister-in-law are not at home. I haven't made porridge, so I'll just have a takeaway."

Yuan Zheng coughed twice, "Then don't eat now. I'll sleep for a while."

He Jiarui's heart suddenly softened when He Jiarui heard that he coughed so hard that it sounded like he was coughing out his lungs. He said, "Then just wait. I'll learn it online. I'll cook it up and give it to you." go."

Yuan Zheng succeeded and pretended to say "thank you".

After hanging up the phone, he was so happy that he suddenly became energetic. The heart that died yesterday was rekindled today.

He Jiarui regretted it after saying this. Wasn't this just making trouble for himself? She reluctantly looked for a tutorial on her phone as she walked towards the kitchen.

Fortunately, the second brother bought a lot of things and put them in the refrigerator before, so she didn't have to go out to buy food. She took out spinach, carrots, and lean meat and preserved eggs, planning to make vegetable and lean meat porridge.

Miss He Si was clumsy when it came to washing and cutting vegetables and meat. The vegetables were okay. When it came time to wash and cut the meat, she specially found disposable gloves and put them on. She finished the cutting with a disgusted grin, and the meat strips were cut to the size of her little finger. It's so thick, but it looks quite affordable.

Add rice to the pot, add vegetables, meat and eggs to the pot, add salt, and stir with a spoon constantly after boiling to avoid sticking to the bottom of the pot.

But in the end, it still stuck to the bottom of the pot because the fire was too great.

But in any case, the pot of porridge is ready, but it doesn’t look very good. The vegetables are overcooked and the preserved eggs are boiled apart, making it look like a pot of hodgepodge. She didn't eat, so she directly found a thermos bucket and put it in it.

She looked at the steamed buns in the refrigerator and steamed four. She wanted to eat them at his place because she was also hungry.

After the steamed buns were steamed and packed into boxes, she went to Yuan Zheng's house with the thermos bucket in hand.

Yuan Zheng opened the door with a listless face. After He Jiarui came in, he asked, "Has the fever gone?"

Yuan Zheng said: "If you keep holding on like this, the fever will not go away on its own."

He Jiarui walked towards the restaurant, "You are coughing like this, do you still have inflammation in your body? Have you tested your blood?"

"I've done it all, no problem." Yuan Zheng followed her and replied.

He Jiarui said "Oh" and didn't ask anything else.

Entering the restaurant, Yuan Zheng sat down on the chair, as if he couldn't support himself, and lay on the table, weak.

Seeing this, He Jiarui saw that he seemed really uncomfortable, so she said to him, "Go back to the bed and lie down. I will bring it in for you later."

Yuan Zheng said nothing and returned to the room silently.

He Jiarui put the buns on a plate, served him a bowl of porridge, put it on the tray, and went to his room.

Yuan Zheng sat leaning on the bedside and watched her put the buns on the bedside table first, then sat sideways on the bedside and handed the porridge bowl to him.

"Be careful, it's hot." She warned.

Yuan Zheng took the porridge bowl, picked up the spoon and stirred it up and down, and said jokingly: "I didn't expect that one day, I would be able to drink the porridge you cooked. It's really thanks to my illness."

"Don't say it's useless, just eat it quickly." He Jiarui picked up a bun and took a bite.

Yuan Zheng took a spoonful, blew it, and put it into his mouth. The porridge in his mouth had a strong salty taste and instantly filled his mouth. He paused and swallowed it while holding his neck.

"Does it taste good?" she asked.

"Taste it?" he asked.

"No, it doesn't taste good." She was quite self-aware.

Yuan Zheng smiled, "It just doesn't look very good, but the taste is okay."