Pig hearts are difficult to handle and need to be simmered over low heat.
Wei Lai waited in the room and fell asleep on the bed.
When Qingting woke me up again, it was already pitch black outside the window.
The bright lights in the room extend into the living room.
Wang Zi hadn't come back yet, and Tong Duoduo had finished eating the pig heart and went back to her room to sleep.
When he sat down at the table, in front of him was a pot of pig heart soup with half a pig heart and a bunch of medicinal herbs in the soup.
"Eat, Duoduo and I have already eaten."
Qingting held her cheek and looked at Wei Lai.
Wei Lai, who had just woken up, was very sensitive to light.
Under the light in the living room, I felt as if my girlfriend was surrounded by a halo, and I felt inexplicably touched.
It was as if he was sick, and Qingting, as his wife, had carefully prepared all this to help him recover as soon as possible.
"What did you eat?" Wei Lai lowered his head and took a sip of the pig heart soup, which had the sweetness of medicinal herbs and the fishy sweetness of pig heart.
"I just ate yesterday's leftovers." Qingting said calmly.
"Just let me eat the leftovers next time."
Hearing Qingting say this, Wei Lai couldn't help feeling a little guilty, but also an inexplicable sense of happiness.
Keeping the best for the one you love, how can such love not be touching?
"Letting my future husband eat leftovers is a wife's dereliction of duty. If I can't even do this, how can I expect you to always miss me coming home in the future?" Qingting smiled and spoke as if it was a matter of course.
"You think too far ahead." Wei Lai ate the pig heart in the pot, "Even if I have to eat leftovers every day, as long as you are in that home, I will go home every day."
"I won't pin my hopes on your promises."
"My goal is to make you addicted to me."
If that's the case, you've already won.
Maybe it was because of the deliciousness of herbs like Codonopsis pilosula, but Wei Lai already felt his body getting hot and his heartbeat quickened. He lowered his head and continued to eat silently.
Because Wang Zi said that the photography studio provides meals for those who work overtime at night, so there is no need to leave dinner for him.
Qingting asked Wei Lai to eat the whole pot of pig heart soup and the accompanying medicinal ingredients.
When Wang Zi came back and went straight to the master bedroom in the evening, Wei Lai was lying on the bed, his whole body warm, feeling indescribably strange.
The heartbeat is steady and not too excited, but the person is exceptionally clear-headed and the body is sensitive.
The lights in the room went out and he just lay there, unable to fall asleep.
Who says pig heart soup can calm the nerves and help you sleep? Eating too much still won't keep you awake.
"Huh? Are you still asleep?" Qingting lay beside Wei Lai and murmured softly.
"No, you go to sleep first." Wei Lai advised. He didn't know when he would be able to fall asleep.
I have a class meeting tomorrow and then I need to pick up some books. I hope this soup is helpful and I don't overdo it and end up falling asleep.
"If you can't sleep, how can I sleep?" Qingting said, taking something out from the bedside table.
"Shh, don't make any noise and disturb Wang Zi and the others. I'm going to repay you for what I owe you. This should make it easier for you to fall asleep."
Qingting's light voice reached Wei Lai's ears.
In the darkness, Wei Lai stretched his neck, his originally steady heartbeat suddenly became excited, and he clearly understood what the uncle had said during the day.
It's not that he is restless, it's obviously that his girlfriend is too proactive.
In this kind of situation, ten pots of pig heart soup won’t help.
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