Chapter 636

Zhou Xiaoxiao let out a sound, his face was the same, and he said in a voice, "where's the good soup?"

"It's always warm." The servant replied.

Zhou Xiaoxiao nodded and continued: "fill a bowl of soup. Remember to remove the oil. I'll take it to my husband."

"Yes When the servant heard what he said, he did it immediately.

Zhou Xiaoxiao stood watching. After a while, she suddenly asked, "is that cold mixed fungus really sour?"

After finishing this dish, she once tasted one herself, but it's not very sour!

"Er..."

When the servant saw that she suddenly asked this question, he was a little embarrassed, especially the servant who had eaten cold agaric did not dare to look up at her.

Zhou Xiaoxiao kept smiling and said, "don't worry, I don't want to blame you. My husband is very picky. I also hope I can try my best to satisfy him. He didn't say whether this dish is good or not today, so I want to hear your opinions. Don't be afraid, just say what you have!"

"It's kind of..."

The servant opened his mouth and said cautiously: "Miss Zhou, that cold mixed fungus is really sour. I and I secretly tasted one, but I couldn't swallow it, so I vomited..."

Zhou Xiaoxiao was surprised when he heard the speech.

Did she eat and throw up?

However, she clearly remembered that Zhai Yao swallowed it!

"I know..."

She was thoughtful.

Five minutes later, Zhou Xiaoxiao with soup knocked on the door of the study.

"Come in."

Zhai Yao's slow voice came out.

She pushed the door and walked in. At first sight, she saw the man sitting at the desk. He was looking at the computer, cold and calm.

"Mr. Zhai."

Zhou Xiaoxiao called out and stepped forward.

Zhai Yao turns his head and frowns when he sees her putting a bowl of soup on the table.

"What is this?" He asked.

Zhou Xiaoxiao opened his mouth to explain: "this is stewed crucian carp, I put some Chinese medicine, very stomach."

Zhai Yao did not speak.

"I heard from the driver that every time you go on a business trip, you will inevitably drink some wine, so... So I want to make some soup for your stomach..." Zhou Xiaoxiao said and looked at him carefully: "you..."

Zhai Yao held out his hand, picked up the bowl of soup and took a sip.

In an instant, his brow was wrinkled.

"What is it, it's so hard to drink!"

He put the bowl on the table with a thump, and his face was dark.

Zhou Xiaoxiao slandered in his heart.

The crucian carp soup with Chinese medicine, of course, not good to drink!

However, on her face, she maintained a sense of concern and said, "Sir, this is a stomach nourishing soup. Although it doesn't taste good, it's very good for your health. Thank you."

Before she finished, she stopped in Zhai Yao's cold eyes.

"Why make me soup?"

He asked deeply.

Zhou Xiaoxiao's face remained unchanged and said respectfully, "I want to take care of my husband, along with your stomach!"

Zhai Yao's lips are not smiling.

"Is it?"

His tone was cool.

"Yes Zhou Xiaoxiao nods and looks at him fearlessly.

Zhai Yao calmly looked at her. A few seconds later, he picked up the medicinal soup and drank it.

The taste of this soup is really hard to drink!

"You have a drink, too." He said, such a terrible thing, she must go with him!

"Good."

Zhou Xiaoxiao nodded, asked the servant to serve a bowl of soup again, and drank it up in front of Zhai Yao.

She hardly changed her face.

Compared with traditional Chinese medicine, the taste of this medicated diet soup is really a little bit of a wizard.

Zhai Yao looked at her as if she didn't care, and his heart suddenly became agitated.

"Get out!"

He yelled.

Zhou Xiaoxiao left the room with an empty bowl, his heart beating.

In fact, she added Chinese medicine to the crucian carp soup on purpose. Since Zhai Yao didn't let her have a good time, she also wanted to make him have a bad time.

Only, she only dare to do it secretly.

Before going to bed at night, Zhou Xiaoxiao sits on the edge of the big bed in her bedroom, drinking Chinese medicine slowly in her hand.

As soon as Zhai Yaogang entered the door, he immediately smelled the bad smell of traditional Chinese medicine.

He was furious.

"What are you doing?"

The smell of medicine all over the room really turns people off.

Zhou Xiaoxiao stood up from the bedside and looked at him blankly: "I'm drinking medicine, sir!"

Zhai Yao gritted his teeth: "who told you to drink medicine in the bedroom, get out!"

Zhou Xiaoxiao was so scared that she trembled all over and quickly took the traditional Chinese medicine to go out. When she passed the man, she deliberately stopped her feet and swayed in front of him with the black medicine juice: "Sir, don't you like the taste?"

Zhai Yao's face changed.

"I told you to go away, didn't you hear me?"

"Yes..."

Zhou Xiaoxiao walked out quickly, and she was very happy when Zhai Yao couldn't see her.

Zhou Xiaoxiao was in a good mood. After she got out of the bedroom, she came to the kitchen downstairs with black traditional Chinese medicine. She looked up and drank all the medicine juice left in the bowl, then put the empty bowl on the cooking table.

When the housekeeper saw this, he immediately handed the mango to her.

Zhou Xiaoxiao waved her hand and refused.

"I don't want to eat today." She said slowly, her mouth is full of bitter taste of traditional Chinese medicine.

The housekeeper was surprised and asked, "Miss Zhou, what do you want to eat now? I'll make it for you right away."

Zhou Xiaoxiao frowned and shook his head.

"No more."

With that, she turned and walked out.

The housekeeper followed her for a few steps, but she was still worried: "Miss Zhou, would you like to drink some honey water?"

That traditional Chinese medicine is very bitter. In the past, Zhou Xiaoxiao would eat a fruit every time she drank the medicine, but today, how could she not eat anything?

"I don't want anything now." Zhou Xiaoxiao kept walking forward, looking back at the housekeeper, and said with a smile, "thank you, housekeeper."

Before she had finished, she had gone upstairs.

The housekeeper didn't catch up. After seeing the girl leave, he sighed.

At this point, the second floor.

Zhou Xiaoxiao had come to the bedroom door, first took a deep breath, then pushed the door and went in.

"Mr. Zhai?"

She uttered a cry.

Unexpectedly, the man was not in bed, but the French windows on the balcony were open, the night wind was pouring in, and the curtains were blowing.

She walked over.

In the quiet balcony, the slender man stands in the dark. He looks up at the sky slightly. The cold outline is like a silent silhouette. In the distance, the endless sky full of stars sets off him.