Chapter 885

"Have you had breakfast?" Qianyiman is still busy, cutting fruit quickly.

"Xiao Zhang bought one for me, but it was so disgusting that he almost spat it out, even less than one percent of yours." I want to eat what you make every day.

"Exaggeration." Qian Yiman lost Tang Yuzhe's eye“ You didn't grow up on takeout in the last 20 years, and you vomited. "

"That's not the same. Now I'm sick and the medicine is bitter. My tongue always has the taste of some medicine. When those delicious dishes come into my mouth, they change their taste. Besides, after eating your delicious food and other delicious food, the taste is much worse. " Tang Yuzhe said solemnly, his expression was even a little serious, and he talked about the contrast in a reasonable way.

Qianyiman is busy in the kitchen. She throws several kinds of fruits and vegetables into the juicer, then pours them into the container and hands them to Tang Yuzhe.

"Drink a cup of fresh beverage, but the nutrition is very high!" Qian Yi man put it into Tang Yuzhe's hand with a smile.

Tang Yuzhe took a sip of it and immediately felt that it was amazing and delicious. He was a little bit exaggerated and felt that it was floating. He diluted the bitterness in his mouth, and some of it only had the taste of fruits and vegetables.

Naturally, Tang Yuzhe could not avoid a lot of praise, and almost praised Qianyi man to heaven.

"Qian'er, what can I do? I think I can't bear your skill any more. It's better for you to make food for me every day." Tang Yuzhe looked at the freshly squeezed drink he had just finished. He felt disconsolate. His unhappiness and depression were all written on his face.

A pair of beautiful eyes, like a poor dog, looking at qianyiman, waiting for her answer.

He is really good to miss, not miserable a false, more no sweet words, all from the heart.

Qian Yi man was staring at all the time, but he couldn't ignore it. He put down the knife in his hand with a dignified expression, and then sighed deeply“ Mr. Tang, please don't say that. I just came to take care of you because you are ill. I can't cook for you every day. "

"Why not, if you want to." Tang Yuzhe asked, a pair of eyes looking forward to Qianyi man eagerly.

"It's impossible. There are too many people whose skills are better than mine. You can hire some good cooks. I'm not your cook. When you get well, we'd better not meet. "

"Why? We are husband and wife In Tang Yuzhe's heart, they have always been husband and wife. Even if they have signed a divorce, they are still husband and wife in his heart. She is still his wife, but now she runs away from home willfully.

"That's the past. Don't let people misunderstand you. Our relationship between husband and wife is in the past." Qian Yiman says helplessly, but she can't figure out why Qian Yiman still keeps saying that their husband and wife are no longer husband and wife at the moment when he signed the divorce agreement.

If you really cherish the relationship between them, why did you sign the divorce agreement at the beginning. It was him who signed it at the beginning, and now it's him who plays the scoundrel.

"Even if you're my ex-wife, that's my wife." Tang Yuzhe said solemnly that what he said was very serious. He didn't think that he would really get in.

Qian Yiman looks at Tang Yuzhe with disdain. His ex-wife is actually his wife“ Come on, how can you say this? Ex wife is the past tense. How can it be counted? I have my life. I can't circle around you. I have my life. "

Before Qian Yi man came here today, he had planned to make it clear to Tang Yuzhe that he would not come in two days. Tang Yuzhe's illness is almost over. She doesn't need to take care of him.

The reason why I want to draw a clear line and never meet again in the future is that I am afraid that I will always see him and never forget him.

She wants to not meet again before she completely forgets him. One day, she will let him go completely. They have already let go of the past and are chatting and laughing in the world. She will no longer confuse the frequency of heartache because of his little action. She will no longer be palpitating because of his casual sweet words.