The big man in the feminist world should marry

Chapter 37
Nanyan County, in an unknown hill.

In a slightly dilapidated thatched hut, Nalan Zhiqing cooled the last spoonful of chicken soup and handed it to Bai Ziyu's mouth.

Bai Ziyu swallowed the "delicious" chicken soup in one gulp, feeling quite relieved.

However, in Nalan Zhiqing's eyes, his appearance was anxious.She was in a good mood, her eyebrows were full of smiles, and she said cheerfully, "Look at you drinking so fast, do you want to have another bowl?"

"Ah", Bai Ziyu was taken aback, "No, no, it's enough to taste delicious food once, why don't you feed me some porridge first!"

What a joke, this soup is both salty and fishy, ​​how could Bai Ziyu want to drink it again.

"Alright, since you're very hungry, I'd better feed you some porridge first!" Nalan Zhiqing thought about it, but didn't force it.

After finishing speaking, Nalan Zhiqing picked up the porridge, took a small mouthful of porridge, and subconsciously put it into her mouth.

Her small mouth opened and closed, chewing the rice carefully, and her mouth was full of fragrance.

Feeling that the temperature is just right, she nodded and said, "It's neither hot nor cold, just right."

During the two days and three nights when Bai Ziyu was unconscious, before Nalan Zhiqing fed him the porridge, she would taste it first for fear of scalding him.

Bai Ziyu looked at Nalan Zhiqing with a strange expression, and felt that her behavior of testing the temperature was a bit like feeding a baby.

Needless to say, he was the one who was treated as a baby.

Seeing the strange look on Bai Ziyu's face, Nalan Zhiqing suddenly realized that he was already awake.

But she wasn't embarrassed, took a mouthful of porridge, put it directly to Bai Ziyu's mouth, and said, "This porridge may not be as good as chicken soup, so you can make do with it first."

What?
Is porridge worse than chicken soup?
Bai Ziyu's eyeballs shrank slightly, staring at the gruel that was getting closer to him.

No way, Bai Ziyu can't resist Nalan Zhiqing's power politics at this time.

The muscles at the corners of his mouth twitched, holding the spoon in his mouth fearlessly.

Ok?
what's the situation?
Isn't this much better than chicken soup?
Although the appearance of the porridge is not good, Bai Ziyu really thinks that the porridge tastes better than chicken soup.

After all, without contrast, there is no harm.

He looked at Nalan Zhiqing suspiciously, and asked, "Didn't you drink the chicken soup?"

Nalan Zhiqing's hand stopped in the air, and said: "No, I think you are really hungry, you served it as soon as it was ready, what's the matter? This porridge is not good, do you want chicken soup?
But if you are not full from chicken soup, let me feed you some chicken! "

"Ah, no, your porridge is delicious. It's not inferior to that chicken soup at all. You should feed me porridge!" Bai Ziyu hastily rejected Nalan Zhiqing's proposal. He didn't want to drink chicken soup anymore. , or save it!Chicken soup is not good anymore, how can you expect chicken to be delicious?

Without further ado, Nalan Zhiqing fed Bai Ziyu more than one bowl of rice porridge in succession.

Suddenly, Nalan Zhiqing put down the bowl and said, "Look at me, I forgot to put chicken in for you."

Her movements were smooth, and she scooped up a bowl of chicken for Bai Ziyu in no time.

Bai Ziyu hadn't said the words of refusal yet, so he could only force himself to close his half-open mouth, waiting for Nalan Zhiqing's kindness with a half-smile.

Nalan Zhiqing hadn't eaten with other people for a long time, feeding Bai Ziyu this time made her feel both novel and warm.

Nalan Zhiqing seemed to be addicted to feeding Bai Ziyu.

The chicken was relatively large. Considering that Bai Ziyu might not have much strength to chew, she stretched out her slender hand to pick up a chicken leg in the bowl, and tore off a small piece of chicken on it.

Naturally, Nalan Zhiqing handed the chicken to Bai Ziyu's mouth.

Although Bai Ziyu was used to Nalan Zhiqing feeding him, but when he saw Nalan Zhiqing tearing chicken for him, he suddenly felt that she was so considerate to him, so thoughtful that he felt a little numb and not used to it.

He resisted Nalan Zhiqing's inexplicable intimacy, and opened his mouth to bite down on the chicken.

Nalan Zhiqing stopped what she was doing, stared at him with two bright big eyes, and asked, "How is it? Is it delicious?"

"Yeah... delicious, delicious!" Looking at her eyes full of joy, Bai Ziyu said duplicity.

Seeing that Nalan Zhiqing was tearing up the meat again, Bai Ziyu persuaded, "Zhiqing, you haven't eaten anything since the beginning, why don't you try the chicken soup you made yourself?"

"No, I'm not hungry, I just feel, well, how should I put it, it's very strange, I feel good when I watch you eat! When I'm in a good mood, I don't feel hungry." Nalan Zhiqing bluntly expressed her inner thoughts , and not the slightest shyness.

I go!

What is this?
Is this confessing to me?

Bai Ziyu secretly complained, but said with an awkward smile: "Haha, it's a great honor to make you happy, but I think you'd better eat some, after all, I can't finish it all by myself, so I can't waste it!"

There is no doubt that Bai Ziyu's smile is beautiful, after all, he is a super handsome man.With a slight smile on her face, Nalan Zhiqing happily watched Bai Ziyu's smile.

For some reason, when she saw Bai Ziyu's smile at this time, a strong possessive desire suddenly emerged in her heart.

Nalan Zhiqing secretly decided in her heart: "No one can take you away from me, you will only be my Nalan Zhiqing's person for the rest of your life!"

Subconsciously, Nalan Zhiqing put the chicken on her hand into her mouth.

Her white teeth grinded up and down, chewing the chicken in her mouth.

Gradually, her brows became more and more wrinkled, and her mouth movements became slower and slower.

This scene was completely in Bai Ziyu's eyes, and he tried his best not to laugh.

"Pfft", it's over, Bai Ziyu couldn't hold back, and laughed out loud.

"Hmm..." Soon, Bai Ziyu covered his mouth with his hands, lowered his head, and blushed.

Although the movement of Nalan Zhiqing's mouth slowed down, she still swallowed the chicken.

She looked at Bai Ziyu's slightly trembling shoulders, and thought it was funny, she twitched the corner of her mouth, and said, "Laugh if you want to, don't hold back."

After finishing speaking, Nalan Zhiqing felt that this sentence was very familiar. It turned out that Bai Ziyu had said the same thing not long ago.

In fact, these laughs are not very high, it's just that Bai Ziyu felt very relieved when he saw Nalan Zhiqing's deflated face, and the laughter was the result of his own inner drama.

After a while, Bai Ziyu let go of his limp hands, and raised his head to meet Nalan Zhiqing's eyes.

Just listening, Nalan Zhiqing said: "It's my first time cooking, it's not surprising that the chicken doesn't taste good, but why did you lie to me and say it's delicious?"

"Um, do you want to hear the truth or lies?" Bai Ziyu said.

"Listen to the lies first." Meeting Bai Ziyu, Nalan Zhiqing's words became interesting.

Bai Ziyu's face straightened, and she said nonsense, "I think whatever you make for me is delicious, whether it's good or not."

Comfortable.

Inexplicably comfortable.

Although Nalan Zhiqing knew that he was telling lies, but the words sounded nice, and she liked it.

"What about the truth?"

Bai Ziyu hesitated for a while, then said: "After all, you cook for me with good intentions. If I don't know what to do or not, it's not justifiable to dislike your cooking skills... Also, the main reason is that I am afraid of being beaten by you!"

Nalan Zhiqing wasn't unhappy when she learned the truth, but she was a little upset that she was picky.

Not to mention, if Bai Ziyu disliked her cooking skills from the very beginning, she would most likely beat him.

After all, if she was able to cook for him, he should be grateful, how could he hate this?

(End of this chapter)