Although Rong Jun knew clearly that Qiao Wei did not come out of his sadness, he thought that she would only see things and think of her staying in Huai City. Therefore, since she said that she was ready, the next day, the two of them returned to Tongcheng.

The new home in the city center is already fully accessible, so the two of them went back there directly.

Qiao Yiuo prepared for two days and soon ushered in the day of defense of the paper.

The night before, Rong Jun had already arranged everything for her, "I'll take you to school tomorrow. I'll go to Zhanji for breakfast on the way. Don't you like their rice noodles the most? I finished it comfortably and answered well."

Qiao Yi lies facing him, paused after hearing this, and said, "I don't want to eat rice noodles."

"What do you want to eat?" Rong Jun immediately approached and asked.

Qiao Yi looked at him and said slowly: "I just want to eat a bowl of porridge."

"Porridge?" Rong Jun felt that this answer was really surprising, "What's so delicious about porridge..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly remembered something. After meeting Qiao Wei's eyes, he suddenly laughed, stretched out his hand and pinched her face, and said, "Do you want me to do it for you?"

"Then are you doing it?" Qiao Yi asked.

"Do it." Rong Jun stretched out his hand and hugged her, and said, "How can I not make what my wife wants to eat?"

After saying this, he suddenly remembered something, and sat up from the bed, got out of bed, took his clothes and pants and put them on himself.

Joe was startled by him, "What are you doing?"

"There is nothing here." Rong Jun said, "What will I use to cook porridge for you tomorrow? Could it be that I will borrow it from next door again? I'll go out to buy it-"

"Where can I buy anything at this time?" Qiao Wei looked at the alarm clock at the bedside, "Don't go, I'll just talk..."

"That won't work." Rong Jun said, "My wife wants to eat, so you have to eat it. I can't buy it outside, so I can go home to get it, right?"

Rong Jun said as he put on his clothes and then came up to kiss her, saying, "You go to bed first, I'll be back later."

Qiao Yiu couldn't hold him back, so he could only watch him leave.

More than an hour later, Rong Jun came back.

Not only did he come back, he also brought a few people to help carry things, as well as various utensils, ingredients, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, pots and pans in the kitchen, and instantly filled the vacant kitchen and refrigerator.

Qiao Wei and others left before they came out to see it. They were really shocked to see this picture, "You... are you moving the entire kitchen in your house?"

Rong Jun was still not very satisfied with this and said, "There are still many things I want to take but I didn't take them. The kitchen is too small."

"You just cook porridge. How big is it?" Qiao Yiu had a headache. "It's useless to come back with so many things."

"Who said it was useless?" Rong Jun said, "From now on, we will eat at home every day, and these things are not enough."

"Eat at home every day?" said Joe Yiu, "who cooks?"

"I'll do it." Rong Jun said, "Don't worry, I will definitely raise you to be fat and fat!"

Qiao Weiwei couldn't help but look embarrassed when she heard this.

Rong Jun raised his hand and pinched her face again, "What's your expression?"

"You cook..." Qiao Yi hesitated for a moment before finally blurting out, "I'm afraid that after eating, neither of us will be able to get out of this room-"

Before she finished speaking, she noticed the danger and turned around and ran towards the bedroom. Rong Jun could not let her escape like this. She stepped forward and grabbed her, and then returned to the bed in a lingering manner.

Since Qiao Zhongxing fell ill, there has been almost no such fight between the two. Seeing that she seemed to be gradually recovering, Rong Jun felt a little relieved, hugging her and kissing her again and again, as if he was reluctant to let go.

But in her current state, he felt that it was not the time yet.

Just as he tried hard to convince himself to let go of her, Qiao Yi suddenly shouted to him: "Rong Jun..."

"Um?"

"There is still something to do tomorrow..."

Hearing this, Rong Jun sighed slightly in his heart, then responded softly. Just as he was about to let go of her sleep, he heard Qiao Wei continue, "So, you have to hurry..."

Rong Jun bounced up almost instantly, turned over and pressed her under him, looking at her with a burning look, "Wife, is it really OK?"

Qiao Yi stared at him quietly and nodded slowly.

Rong Jun was immediately overjoyed, but he still didn't dare to act too quickly. He just lowered his head slowly and sealed her lips little by little.

...

The next morning, Qiao Yiu woke up from her sleep, and she was the only one on the bed.

She got up and opened the door and walked out of the bedroom. She saw the man busy in the kitchen facing the fire.

He was so focused that he didn't notice it when she walked over.

It was not until Qiao Wei reached out to hug him from behind and pressed him on his body that Rong Jun suddenly realized, "Are you awake?"

"Yeah." Qiao Yi responded softly, then looked over, "What are you doing?"

When she saw this, she saw two rolling eggs in a pot of clean water.

Rong Jun cleared his throat with some guilt.

Qiao Yiu didn't give him this face, "Didn't you say you'd eat fried eggs this morning?"

"It was fried, but it was not successful." Rong Jun finally told the truth, "So, let's eat boiled eggs for now, tomorrow, and tomorrow we guarantee that there will be fried eggs!"

Joe glanced at the trash can that was almost filled with fried egg debris next to him, and couldn't help laughing.

Fortunately, she still had porridge for orders at the beginning. She drank two small bowls and ate the two boiled eggs.

Rong Jun couldn't help but take a shower for the failed fried eggs in the morning. When he walked out of the bathroom, he found that Qiao Wei had not only drank two bowls of porridge, but also ate the two boiled eggs, and was shocked.

"Wife, are you okay?" He couldn't help but stretch out his hand to touch Tan Qiao's forehead.

Qiao Yi was also a little embarrassed, "I originally wanted to leave one for you, but after I finished eating one, I still wanted to eat it, so I ate it all..."

"Don't you hold on?" Rong Jun asked.

Today, this little thing is not too much for an adult, but in the past few months, she has a bad appetite and always put it down when eating, so Rong Jun is a little worried.

Qiao Wei said: "It's just right. I will definitely be strong when I defend today!"

After hearing this, Rong Jun felt relieved. Then he lowered his head and kissed her, saying, "As long as you like, I will cook it for you every day from now on."

"You said." Joe's only tiptoe to him.
Chapter completed!