"Chi Zeyao, it's all your fault that it's summer now, how do you want me to go out and meet people?"
Seeing that there were three strawberries on her neck, Feng Jimian's old blood was almost out of anger.
As a result, when she turned around to look at Chi Zeyao angrily, she saw him staring at her somewhere with all his leisure.
Feng Jimian stared, turned around and ran into the bathroom. Only the laughter of Chi Zeyao lingering in the entire bedroom behind him remained.
Chi Zeyao is in a very good mood at this moment, because he has proved his physical condition after the operation with his actual actions, and proved that he has now become a healthy and normal person again.
After washing up, it was already night. Chi Zeyao chose something easy to cook and asked Jie to deliver it to them.
He is back, so it doesn't make sense for the daughter-in-law to still eat big pot meals at home.
There are so many people in the Ness family. Although the owner's meals are cooked by the chef himself, Akaze Yao, the originator of the western food industry, does not think that the chef's dishes can be as delicious as his.
The reason why he likes to cook western food so much is because Feng Jimian is very, very fond of sweets.
It was a bit late now, so he just chose her favorite foie gras and denim, made a creme brulee, and fed it to his wife's stomach first.
Once again eating the meals made by Chi Zeyao himself, and the meals were only made for her, Feng Jimian felt that she had become the happiest woman in the world again.
These years, if Feng Shengxuan hadn't been with her, if she hadn't been accompanied by hatred, she didn't know how she got here.
Now, he is finally back.
back to her.
Eating delicious meals and watching the figures still busy in his favorite open kitchen, Feng Jimian felt that this is what life is called.
The previous 17 years were just a struggle.
"So many things are enough to eat, what are you doing?"
After all, he is already a man in his 50s, no more than when he was younger. Not eating at such a late hour and still cooking, Feng Jimian was afraid that his stomach would be bad again, so she urged Chi Zeyao to come over to eat quickly.
However, Chi Zeyao was still busy, turned around and glanced at her, seeing that she was satisfied with looking at the things on the dinner plate, and there was a look of satisfaction in her eyes.
"Hey, you eat first. I'll be right there."
Barefoot, Feng Jimian looked at the contents on the dinner plate and swallowed.
After waiting for another half a minute, seeing that Chi Zeyao had no intention of coming over and was still busy, Feng Jimian couldn't bear it anymore, took a plate, took a fork, and put a piece of denim into her mouth.
Wagyu denim has a mellow taste and delicious meat. Almost as soon as you put that piece of meat in your mouth, a strong aroma lingers in your mouth and lasts for a long time.
Wagyu denim is very tender. If the heat is not well controlled, the meat on the top will be mushy and the inside will not be cooked yet. But Chi Zeyao is born to control the fire, and all the meat roasted by him has the best taste.
Satisfied, Feng Jimian stopped halfway, narrowed her eyes and shook her head.
It wasn't until he swallowed that he opened his eyes, walked up to Chi Zeyao with eyes full of light, and then forked a piece for him.
Akaze Yao did not squint, he ate the denim grains, and did not comment on this delicacy.
"Is it delicious?" Chi Zeyao asked.
"What do you think?" Feng Jimian asked back.