Chapter 1227： Talk it over with your sister

Opened it, it turned out to be a pot of chestnut stewed chicken, and it looked like it had just come out of the oven, the soup was still boiling.

"It's a bit difficult to eat the chicken raised by grandpa. I reluctantly replaced it with other chickens. Is it the taste you want to eat?"

Shi Qian immediately picked up the chopsticks and tasted it, "Well, it tastes good!" She gave Fu Sinian a thumbs up.

"I thought you had something urgent to deal with, but I didn't expect you to go cooking!"

"It is also very important to me to cook a dish that you like to eat."

"I feel flattered that you are so nice all of a sudden. Do you want to do something behind my back again?"

"Haven't I always been so nice to you?" Fu Sinian asked with a smile.

"Please touch your conscience before you speak!"

Fu Sinian stretched out his hand towards her.

Shi Qian looked down, feeling ashamed and angry, "I mean, let you touch your own conscience, okay?"

"The two of us, husband and wife are of the same heart."

Time light:…

Well, he really has no way to refute this.

All he could do was slap Fu Sinian's hand hard.

Fu Sinian sat down with a smile, scooped up some chicken soup and mixed it with the rice, "I only ate a few slices of bread just now, I must not be full yet, let's start eating lunch now."

"Even if I'm full in the morning, I can still eat two bowls of rice when I see this pot of stewed chestnut chicken!"

"Not bad." Fu Sinian nodded with a smile.

Shi Qian took a few mouthfuls, and couldn't help but yawned a few times.

"Sleepy?" Fu Sinian asked knowingly.

"A little bit, I slept for several hours last night, why are you so sleepy?" Shi Qian felt that her eyelids had started to fight.

If she hadn't held on, she would have fallen asleep in the next second.

"How about going to sleep for a while."

"No, I'm not full yet. There's still so much left, it won't taste good when it gets cold."

Shi Qian endured the drowsiness and continued cooking.

I staggered after a meal.

Fu Sinian thought it was cute, but also felt distressed.

He rubbed Shi Qian's cheeks, snatched the rice bowl from her hand, pressed her small head against his shoulder, and patted her lightly a few times.

"Sleep if you want to sleep."

Shi Qian had already fallen asleep.

Fu Sinian couldn't help but hugged her tightly, and pressed a kiss on her forehead.

Rong Zhan came in from the outside, just in time to see this scene.

"What's wrong with Qianqian?"

"Sleepy, sleep for a while."

Rong Zhan understood this kind of sleepiness very well, so he didn't think too much about it. When he saw a pot of stewed chicken with chestnuts on the table, his appetite immediately whetted!

"I haven't eaten for three meals, can I believe it?"

"I believe, eat more, freshly prepared."

"You have a chef here who knows how to cook. The equipment is really complete. Well, yes, this taste is also very authentic!"

"I did this."

"You made it?" Rong Zhan looked surprised, "Impossible, I cook often, but I can't make this taste. How many times have you cooked? It's so good?"

"I have a famous teacher to guide me alone."

"Famous teacher? Who is it?"

"My mother-in-law."

Rong Zhan:…

Well, he didn't.

His mother-in-law died early.

"Have you discussed with Qianqian?" Rong Zhan asked quietly in a stressed voice.

"We have discussed it."

"Does she have no objection? Will she go with me obediently?"

Fu Sinian lowered his head and glanced at the person in his arms, "She has no objection."

Rong Zhan realized something was wrong.

When you look at it again, it’s shallow, why do you sleep so deeply? It's not like falling asleep naturally!