Sir, your vest is off!

The problem of catching a cold can be said to be serious or not, but if you really have a cold, no matter how serious it is, it will take a week to heal.

Song Lan only drank cold medicine for two days when she had a fever. In Zhou Wenqing's words: "Is the medicine three-point poisonous, or food supplements are safer."?

So Zhou Wenqing prepared Song Lan's lunch and enough apple juice before going to work every day. Do you have to tell him? Song Lan insisted on drinking two large bottles of water every day.

Song Lan was still thinking while drinking the water with a "gurgling" sound, "This is really sweet distress, hiccup~"

But it actually started like this?:

Zhou Wenqing was not very worried about Song Lan anyway, but Song Lan was still suffering from a cold, and he was afraid that the wind would accidentally catch Song Lan on the way to the company and his condition would worsen.

"Lanlan, why don't I take care of you at home recently, I really don't feel at ease when you are alone at home."?

Song Lan quickly waved her hand, "Don't, don't, don't, I just have a cold, and it's not that I'm seriously ill and can't take care of myself. Don't worry too much, I'm fine."

Zhou Wenqing felt that he could persevere, "But..."?

Song Lan interrupted Zhou Wenqing in a hurry, put a cashmere coat on Zhou Wenqing and pushed him away: "There is no other way, I can do it, Mr. Zhou Wenqing, please go to work with peace of mind, support the family and buy me more fruits Come back and add vitamin C to strengthen your body, do you think it will work?"?

Zhou Wenqing didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Okay, okay, what do you want to eat tonight, is there any fruit you want to eat?"

Song Lan thought about it, "I want to realize the freedom of cherries."

"What's so difficult about it, stay at home obediently and wait for me to come back, huh?" Zhou Wenqing gently stroked along Song Lan's ears, smoothing Song Lan's slightly long hair at the temples with his fingers.

"Know it."

This obedient appearance was very cute, Zhou Wenqing couldn't help but pecked Song Lan's forehead, "Let's go, let's go in."

When Zhou Wenqing came back at night, Song Lan looked in shock at the ten boxes of cherries that Gu Boning pushed in with a cart, all purple and black, crunchy, sweet and juicy.

Freedom is really free. Song Lan touched her belly which had obviously grown a circle of flesh, but couldn't bear the sweetness of the cherries, picked one up and ate it, and then continued typing on the keyboard.

——"Since I was sick, I have been favored by my husband. My husband always thinks that I can't eat well. He doesn't go to work until the meal is ready. He will make a video call to me as soon as the meal is over, and look at me. After eating, we have to simply chat for a while before hanging up the phone.

I want to eat cherries, so my husband bought ten boxes of them, each weighing five kilograms. It’s been a week, and I’ve only eaten half of them.

Sometimes my husband will come back with things like strawberries and apples, and squeeze juice for me to drink. To be honest, thanks to my husband, I am a rough guy who has lived for more than [-] years, and my face suddenly becomes slippery. , it looks extraordinarily refined.

When I am free, my husband hugs me at night and talks about interesting things. My husband is not completely a workaholic, and he will also watch some weird jokes and short videos.

Now even if the two of us are together without talking, the atmosphere is very harmonious.

You say, is this a blessing in disguise?Does it mean that in my husband's heart, my weight has been raised a little bit? "

After sending it, Song Lan breathed a sigh of relief. He hasn't been out for more than a week. The meals Zhou Wenqing cooked for him are light and healthy with less oil and salt. Song Lan misses junk food that is heavy in oil and salt.

Why don't you... go to that pizzeria?

It's been a while since I saw a beautiful sister, ah no, it's Ji Lanting.

The last time Ji Lanting made him a new toast, the one filled with durian cheese, Song Lan was afraid that Zhou Wenqing would not like it, so she rinsed her mouth several times before going home.

Thinking of Ji Lanting, Ji Lanting felt telepathic, and sent him a WeChat message: "[Ji Lanting TING]: New dish, do you want to try it? (picture)"

It looks like a pink dessert like a soufflé, sprinkled with cocoa powder and powdered sugar, with a few freeze-dried strawberries and a small piece of mint in the middle.

Looks kind of delicious.

[Song Lan]: Wait for me, I'll run over!

Song Lan wrapped herself up tightly like a round ball before going out, if one ignored the pair of long legs that were exposed outside.

To be honest, the moment Ji Lanting saw Song Lan, he almost didn't recognize Song Lan.

"Why are you wearing so many clothes? Is it cold outside?" Ji Lanting looked at Song Lan dumbfounded.

"It's December, the temperature has dropped to zero degrees, you..." Song Lan looked at Ji Lanting from south to north, "Aren't you cold if you just wear this?"

Ji Lanting wore a pair of Martin boots with rivet elements, a pair of light blue ripped jeans, lined with straight and slender legs, and the irregular shirt with blue and white stripes has a great sense of design. Motorcycle jacket, wild and trousers.

"How could it be cold when the heater in my shop is so high?" As he said that, Ji Lanting also lifted his coat, "I just made a new dessert, and I've been busy for a while, and it's still a little hot right now."

Song Lan was ashamed of herself, "Actually, I'm not cold, it's just that I just got better from the cold two days ago. If I catch another cold, Mr. Zhou will be worried."

Also get angry.

Why!Mr. Zhou is really difficult to coax.

"What? You have a cold? Why didn't you tell me so I could see you?" Ji Lanting was angrily, "Are we still friends?"

"Ah? I forgot, but a cold is not a big deal, what's so interesting about it." Song Lan didn't think so, "Hurry up and bring out your new product, it looks delicious!"

Song Lan's eyes were shining brightly, Ji Lanting helplessly rubbed Song Lan's hair, "Greedy ghost."

"Hehehe." Song Lan rubbed her hands excitedly.

Ji Lanting had prepared it for him a long time ago, "One is pink strawberry flavored and the other is chocolate flavored. Try both and see which one tastes better."

Song Lan had already seen the strawberry flavor, but now looking at the chocolate flavor, she felt a hint of luxury float over: the chocolate flavored cake was covered with a piece of gold leaf.

"Then I won't be polite~" Song Lan picked up a small golden spoon, and carefully dug out a small piece of pink cake. The entrance was not cream, but something else, and it melted in the mouth, not greasy at all. , The milk flavor is very strong.

"Wow! What is this made of? It's delicious!" Song Lan was full of praise.

Ji Lanting flicked her bangs proudly, "The exclusive secret recipe will never be passed on."

"Don't be stingy." After saying that, Song Lan took another bite, "There's strawberry jam sandwich, and this sauce is delicious too! There are strawberry particles."

Song Lan felt that she was so happy, "Ji Lanting, you are so amazing!"

Ji Lanting was very helpful, "Brother, I made it after a month of research. Besides me, the chef, you are the first to eat it."

Song Lan gave a thumbs up and was busy blowing rainbow farts with a piece of dessert stuffed in her mouth: "Brother Ji is the best! Brother Ji is the best!"

Ji Lanting raised his eyebrows, and his tone was particularly ambiguous: "Is that better for Brother Ji, or Zhou Wenqing?"

Ah this...

Song Lan nana: "There's no comparison, right?"

"If you don't tell me, I won't let you eat it." Ji Lanting took away the untouched chocolate-flavored dessert.

Song Lan was depressed, "You...why are you like this?"

Ji Lanting smirked, "Then you say it, and I'll eat it for you after you say it."

Song Lan held her breath, "Then I choose Mr. Zhou, Mr. Zhou never competes with me for food."

Ji Lanting was angry and funny, "You, you, you."

"Give me back the cake! I told you all!"

"Can't I just keep talking?"

"Why can't you afford to play anymore?"

"The final interpretation right belongs to me."

Song Lan bit the spoon until it clicked, "I won't play with you anymore!"

Ji Lanting laughed, and hurriedly returned the small cake to the angry Song Lan, "Okay, okay, I won't tease you anymore, I just prepared it for you, so why don't you eat it?"

Song Lan quickly took a mouthful of chocolate flavor and stuffed it into her mouth. The rich chocolate overwhelmed the fresh and sweet aroma of strawberries in an instant, "This chocolate burst is also delicious!"

The chocolate is very smooth and warm, and the gold leaf is there for embellishment, there is no other taste.

Serving such a piece of cake in winter has style and taste, and it is simply beautiful when paired with a cup of hot coffee.

"This is chocolate imported from Belgium. The taste of the chocolate is more mellow and more fragrant, and the taste is not too bitter, and of course it is not greasy. I still have quite a choice of materials, so I am quite confident in the finished product." Ji Lanting gave He poured himself a cup of hot Americano coffee, as if guessing what Song Lan was thinking just now, he made a cappuccino for Song Lan.

"Oh~"? Song Lan also doesn't understand that for diners, delicious food is the most important thing for these well-informed people.

Ji Lanting held his chin, looked at Song Lan who was eating with gusto without blinking, and asked abruptly, "How are you and Zhou Wenqing?"?

Song Lan choked on the coffee, "cough cough cough, what did you say?"

Ji Lanting handed over the tissue in disgust, "Look, you're scared, what are you afraid of, I can't eat you again."

Song Lan glanced at Ji Lanting, "Why are you so concerned about my love life!"?

"Isn't it the last time you stayed with me all afternoon, sitting where you sat last time, and plucked out my whole bottle of rose petals! Finally, I drank a cup of summer memories, even She ran away without washing the cup.”?

Ji Lanting wished he could knock open Song Lan's little head to see what was inside, "Tell me about you, how heartless you are?"?

Song Lan shrank her head, "Am I going too far?"

"Yes! You just said that I am not as good as him."?

"Oh, you are my friend and he is my husband, how can this compare!"?

Song Lan stroked Ji Lanting's hair, "You are also good, you are very, very good!"

"I won't follow your example."?

Song Lan said slowly: "Mr. Zhou and I are actually okay. During the days when he caught a cold, he blamed himself. He cooks, squeezes juice and buys fruits every day. No, feed me for a week. I gained five catties! The temperature is cooling down fast recently, and he still wants to add long johns for me, why don’t I put them on today!”?

As she said that, Song Lan even lifted up her trousers to reveal her black long johns, "Look, but let alone, I didn't like to wear these before and they felt dirty, but now I feel really warm when I put them on."

Song Lan looked at Ji Lanting's glistening legs, "Brother Ji, you should also wear long johns, otherwise you will definitely have rheumatism when you get old!"

Afterwards, Ji Lanting gave him a "knocking chestnut".

Song Lan hastily covered her knocked head and dodged it, smiling cheerfully.

There was nothing unexpected about Ji Lanting, just a bit of toothache, "Then why were you depressed two days ago? Isn't this good for you?"?

Being stuffed with a mouthful of dog food was really choking.

"You don't know our situation." Song Lan pouted, "I'm upset because I think, I think Mr. Zhou doesn't like me."

Ji Lanting couldn't believe it, "Huh?"

"The situation is very complicated." Song Lan didn't want to say: "I just want to chase after Mr. Zhou, but I just don't know how to do it, that's all."

Ji Lanting showed an indescribable expression, Song Lan ate two pieces of cake, satisfied, and said happily: "I'm done eating, I'll go to the back kitchen to wash your dishes, and you can teach me how to make desserts, okay?" ?”

Ji Lanting didn't rush to answer Song Lan's question, but after pondering for a long time, he asked Song Lan, "Lanlan! Would you like Brother Ji to help you?"

[The author has something to say: Ji Meimei: Tsk tsk tsk tsk, I kicked over this bowl of dog food]