Why Not Divorce[Transmigration Book]

Dinner without a third person, although simple but warm.

After the meal, Jiang Qiu originally wanted to open a bottle of red wine, but was stopped by Qi Xiuze who was cleaning the dishes: "You haven't drunk any wine before, and I'm afraid you can't drink too much. Although the foreign wine in the cabinet The degree is low, but the stamina is strong, so be careful."

After Qi Xiuze finished speaking, he was still a little worried. He washed off the detergent foam on his hands, and before he could wipe his hands, he walked to the front of the wine cabinet: "And most of these wines are given by business partners, and I don't know the specific source. What should I do if I drink fake wine?"

Jiang Qiu looked at a bottle of red wine with the Chateau Lafite logo in his hand, and silently put it back.

He really wanted to get drunk because of his little secret, but it wouldn't be worth it if he really drank fake wine.Jiang Qiu still remembers that a colleague used to drink a few glasses of fake wine at a dinner party, and was sent to the hospital for gastric lavage, and was put on a bottle for a few days. After returning, he lost a lot of weight.

This is not bad, and there are not many people who died of poisoning after drinking fake alcohol.

Although Jiang Qiu felt that those who gave gifts could not be so low, and did not dare to fool Mr. Qi, but since even Qi Xiuze said so, he would rather believe it, and gave up the idea of ​​drinking.

"If you want to try drinking, I'll take you to the winery next time and pick some low-alcohol sweet wine for you to try, and the source is guaranteed." Qi Xiuze said schemingly.

Jiang Qiu was simply surprised: "Really?"

He has never been to a winery since he grew up. He has visited the rich man's wine cellar and the winery before, but he has never experienced the process from production to production.

Seeing that he was interested, Qi Xiuze couldn't help but put a smile on his face: "I happen to have a friend who owns a winery and supplies the high-end market, but it's overseas, and we need to prepare for a short-term trip...well, It’s probably only a honeymoon time back and forth.”

Usually people's concept of honeymoon is not a month, at most one or two weeks, Jiang Qiu felt that this time is not long, just like the Golden Week holiday, so he nodded and agreed.

Qi Xiuze looked deeply at Jiang Qiu, who was still unaware, and already began to think about how to spend this belated honeymoon.

Jiang Qiu regretfully gave up his plan to get himself drunk, and instead thought of other ways to get himself unconscious.

He wrote down the details of what happened before the several dreams, and he came to the conclusion that every time he had a dream, his head was dizzy.

Although the degree of dizziness is not obvious.

The first and second scenes in the Lin Family Garden and the primary school campus happened when Jiang Qiu caught a cold and became dizzy after taking cold medicine.

Just after crossing over for the third time, Yi Zikun pushed him against the wall and hit his head. Jiang Qiu obviously felt the pain. The concussion was not enough, but the back of his head must have been injured.And although he fell asleep in the car at that time, because it was not a deep sleep, he woke up when he got off the car, so the dream was not triggered.

The fourth time was after Lin Yan delivered the painting. Jiang Qiu ran into Jiang Hang that day. He might have been dizzy from Brother Jiang's aggressive tone, so he also had a dream that day.

The fifth time was on the way back from the gym. Jiang Qiu and Lin Yan did a lot of anaerobic exercise. It is estimated that the brain was a little lack of oxygen, so he fell asleep in the car with his head tilted.

This can also explain why Jiang Qiu was exhausted from running while playing hide-and-seek with Yi Zikun's people in the department store, but did not trigger the dream.

Based on the above information, Jiang Qiu can think of a way to actively enter the dreamland, either lack of oxygen, or faint himself.

Getting yourself drunk is just one of the ways, and it's by far the easiest way to do it.

If it doesn't work, use Qi Xiuze's fitness equipment to do some anaerobic exercise.

"You want to lack oxygen?" Qi Xiuze looked at him with raised eyebrows.

Maybe it was because Jiang Qiu was too absorbed in his thoughts and accidentally said what was in his heart, but Qi Xiuze overheard him.

Jiang Qiu had no choice but to bite the bullet and nodded: "...the brain is prone to fall asleep due to lack of oxygen. Me, I haven't slept very well recently."

Qi Xiuze couldn't laugh or cry: "You've done a lot of exercise in the gym today, and it's time for your muscles to rest at night, and it's less than two hours before you finish eating. This kind of exercise is not good for your stomach."

He stroked Jiang Qiu's hair, leaned over and said in a slow and seductive voice: "If you can't fall asleep, you can come and sleep with me, and I will tell you a bedtime story. And if two of you lie together, you won't fall asleep. I will be afraid of being alone.”

Jiang Qiu was very moved, and then rejected his proposal: "Thank you, I'll figure it out myself."

Strenuous exercise is not suitable at night, so Jiang Qiu decided to postpone dreaming to the time of going to the gym during the day.

Clear regret flashed across Qi Xiuze's face, but he didn't force it. It's just that the goodnight hug lasted extra long and was extra tight: "My room is right next to you. If you can't sleep, you can come to me anytime. The door Not locked."

Jiang Qiu: "..."

He always felt that Qi Xiuze's words contained hints that were inappropriate for children, but when he looked at that upright face, he was not so sure.

Maybe Qi Xiuze just wanted to tell him a bedtime story?

This night may be because of thinking too much, Jiang Qiu had a dream, but it was not a dream about the past, but he was wearing the clothes of Little Red Riding Hood, lying on the bed of the werewolf Qi Xiuze, being held in his arms and reading a storybook horror picture.

The handsome young werewolf turned to the last page of the storybook and read the grand finale: "The prince and the prince lived happily ever after."

Jiang Qiu asked very puzzled, "Why aren't the prince and princess together?"

"Because the prince in this book only likes princes. Although the princess cast a spell to seal Prince B's memory, Prince A did not give up. After all kinds of hardships, Prince B finally remembered their sweet past. Together." Mr. Werewolf turned over and pressed on Jiang Qiu's body, "Just like Little Red Riding Hood, in the ending of the story, Little Red Riding Hood is destined to be eaten by the big bad wolf."

"Don't talk nonsense!" Jiang Qiu rested his hands on the werewolf's strong chest, and under the slightly open neckline was wheat-colored skin. Jiang Qiu didn't know where to put his eyes, and his words were a little muffled, "Which story book?" It says that Little Red Riding Hood was finally eaten by wolves?"

Qi Xiuze looked down at him, licked his sharp canines, and said in a deep voice, "That's how it's written in my storybook."

Then Little Red Riding Hood was eaten and wiped clean by Mr. Werewolf.

Jiang Qiu woke up and sat up with the quilt hanging around his waist, his chest heaved violently, and his face was a little bloodshot early in the morning.

He looked at the sunlight outside the window, but couldn't sleep anymore, so he simply got up to wash his face, and patted his face with cold water several times, barely suppressing the suspicious blush.

How embarrassing!He's in his twenties, why is he still having that kind of dream like a brat? When he sees Qi Xiuze later, he doesn't know what expression to show.

Fortunately, Qi Xiuze didn't notice that something was wrong when Jiang Qiu got up early in the morning. He couldn't show his cooking skills to Xiao Qiu last night. Show yourself off.

Qi Xiuze got up at 05:30 in the morning, first washed the rice and cooked the porridge, stewed the porridge until soft, then chopped the minced meat, sliced ​​ginger and green onion into it.

Then, according to the ratio written in the recipe, I made the dough again, adjusted the fillings, and made buns of different sizes.

It's a pity that the amount of baking powder is probably wrong, and the dough can't ferment. It was obviously intended to be made into white buns, but in the end it turned into dumpling skin buns...

That's why he was quite nervous. When the steamed stuffed bun came out of the pan, he felt like a troop under inspection in a military parade, carefully bringing it to Commander Jiang.

Both of them were a little guilty, but it didn't look so abnormal.

Jiang Qiu scooped up a bowl of porridge and took a bite out of the buns made by Qi Xiuze.Although the bun was far from Qi Xiuze's imagination, it tasted surprisingly good. The skin was thin and the stuffing was big. The ginger juice inside was sufficient, not too greasy, and the stuffing still had the sweetness of cabbage.

Jiang Qiu's eyes lit up, and he praised Chef Qi: "The buns are delicious, and the porridge is also very smooth."

A short compliment made Qi Xiuze refreshed immediately, and he forgot the bad news he heard in the morning.He pulled up the chair and sat down next to Jiang Qiu. The two were very close, looking like an intimate couple from behind.

Jiang Qiu didn't think there was anything wrong with it. There was only a plate of buns and a pot of porridge for breakfast, and they were all placed in front of him. If Qi Xiuze was still sitting in his original position, he would stretch his arms to reach them.

That's a lot of work, it's better to move the chair closer to eat.

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