9 Let me sleep in the guest room and he sleeps in the master bedroom?

"Brother Jingbai, how are you doing recently? I heard from my aunt that you suddenly fainted a few days ago. Are you okay now?" Fang Xingluo sat down and asked about Zhou Jingbai's recent physical condition. "

I'm fine, don't worry too much. People at home sometimes like to exaggerate. The reason you fainted that day was because you had no appetite and ate less recently. It's not that you are sick."

"It's not normal to have no appetite. Is it because the dishes cooked by the chef at home are not to your taste? Otherwise, I'll call my chef to try it for you. If you like it, let him stay with you." Fang Xingluo suggested with a worried look.

Zhou Jingbai finally declined. After all, the chef at home was carefully selected and he could be said to be the one who suited his taste the most among so many chefs.

However, because he had been taking medicine for many years, he had many taboos on eating. As a result, he was not so interested in food, so the fact that he didn't eat much had nothing to do with the chef's cooking skills.

Wen Zihuan had just played a game of Candy Crush when a large group of people suddenly crowded into the kitchen. Because they usually only had to prepare meals for the two of them, there were many chefs in the family who took turns.

Today was the first time I saw them working together. The huge kitchen was soon filled up. Of course, it was not only the chefs, but also the various ingredients in their hands.

Wen Zihuan took a quick look and saw that most of the dishes were hard-to-find ones.

"Didn't we just finish breakfast? Are we preparing lunch so soon?" He came to the side and couldn't help but be curious.

"The head of the family said that since Master Fang is visiting today, we must prepare a sumptuous meal. He also personally made a menu. The dishes on it are Master Fang's favorites and we have to make them accordingly. Because they are all quite complicated, we do need to prepare them half a day in advance."

Wen Zihuan asked them for the menu and was shocked by its length. There were already several unfamiliar words before he even looked at a few dishes.

In the end, he was so dazzled that he simply gave up. He knew that Zhou Jingbai valued his childhood sweetheart very much, but he didn't expect him to value her so much. She was just a guest at his home, and he wanted to bring a full banquet of Manchu and Han dishes up.

It was lunchtime when Wen Zihuan sneaked out of the kitchen. In fact, he originally planned to go back to his room and hide, but if he wanted to go back to his room, he would have to go upstairs, and he would have to pass by the living room, and he would definitely be seen by Zhou Jingbai outside, so he simply continued to squat.

It was a good opportunity to observe the cooking process of the chefs. Everyone was very smooth. After watching for a while, he felt that he was quite capable and would definitely not repeat the accident of blowing up the kitchen last time.

Of course, he also helped to taste the dishes during the observation process. It can be said that there is not a single dish that he does not like.

Because there are so many dishes to be served, they changed the table directly during lunch today. Wen Zihuan seemed to have only seen such a long table in palace fighting dramas.

[It’s a pity that I was not asked to sit opposite, otherwise I would have to shout to talk. By the way, how come I didn’t know that there was such a long table in the house? I’m afraid it’s not used by the emperor when he eats. ]

Wen Zihuan sighed for a long time at the Manchu-Han banquet in front of him. He wanted to pick up his chopsticks, but immediately remembered that the host and the guests had not moved yet, so he put down the chopsticks he had just raised without saying a word.

"Brother Jingbai, why do we have to ask people to cook so many dishes when there are only two of us? It's such a waste. Let them cook the usual meals in the next few days."

"This is your first time as a guest here, so it should be more grand." The smile on Zhou Jingbai's face was like a melting glacier.

[If I heard correctly, didn't he say two people eating, one, two, three, isn't that three people? Okay, I didn't have a chance to say a few words from beginning to end, so it's normal for them to ignore me. Can they move their chopsticks first and then chat? ]

Wen Zihuan just thought about the fact that Fang Xingluo had just ignored him, and then focused all his attention on the rich dishes in front of him.

Food is the first priority for people, and eating is the most important thing.

Zhou Jingbai glanced at Wen Zihuan in the gap between words and found that she was staring at the dishes in front of her with a look of drooling.

"Let's eat first. Some dishes will not taste good if they are cold." Zhou Jingbai said and reached out to pick up some dishes and put them in the bowl beside him.

"Thank you, Brother Jingbai." Fang Xingluo smiled so sweetly that even Wen Zihuan, who was concentrating on peeling shrimps, couldn't help but look over.

[Is this what is often said in novels that it makes you laugh to your heart? She looks better now that she is one year older. No wonder Zhou Jingbai likes her so much. It feels like if that incident hadn't happened, they would definitely be a couple. After all, they have such a good relationship and are well matched. Wen Zihuan

thought about it and put these things aside for the time being and concentrated on eating. After all, he was the one sitting in Mrs. Zhou's seat now, so there was no point in saying these things.

Because he was eating too seriously, he didn't notice that Fang Xingluo had set her eyes on him seven or eight times during the meal. Of course, Wen Zihuan didn't notice it once.

"Brother Jingbai, come with me to see the room? I've been looking forward to seeing what the room you decorated for me looks like for a long time." After finishing the meal, Fang Xingluo took Zhou Jingbai upstairs.

Wen Zihuan watched the two of them leave and couldn't help muttering in his heart, "That's exactly what I want." After all, he would feel embarrassed to eat too much if there were people around, especially today when an important guest came.

Although he thought every dish was delicious before, he only ate a few bites and switched to other dishes.

Fang Xingluo soon saw the room that was decorated for him. Because he had just informed Zhou Jingbai that he was coming over yesterday, he didn't have much time to decorate and clean up. However, Zhou Jingbai still tried his best to follow Fang Xingluo's usual style.

"It's so beautiful, even more beautiful than my room at home." Fang Xingluo praised him as soon as he entered the room.

"As long as you like it."

"Brother Jingbai, can I go to your room to take a look?"

"Why do you suddenly want to go to my room?" Zhou Jingbai was a little confused. In addition, there was nothing good to see in his own room. Both the decoration and the style were simple, and there was no need to visit.

But Fang Xingluo insisted and took him to the room. After pushing the door open, he found that the decoration inside the room was no different from other guest rooms, at most there were more decorations.

"Wow, I've already ordered this mattress, but their annual production is so small that I still haven't bought one yet." Fang Xingluo went straight to the bed in the middle of the room when he entered the room. After seeing the brand on it, he lay on the bed for a while quite naturally.

"I'll have someone send one to you later, but they probably don't have it in stock recently. I'm afraid it will take ten days or half a month." Zhou Jingbai also knew that this mattress was very difficult to buy.

However, the brand and the group have a good cooperative relationship, so it is no problem to buy a mattress.

Fang Xingluo happily ran over and hugged Zhou Jingbai after hearing this, but soon let go, "I'm sorry, Brother Jingbai, I was used to holding you when I was a child, and I forgot that you are a family man now."

"It doesn't matter, you can do whatever you want here without any restraint, not to mention that he was originally arranged for me by my family, and you know the details."

Fang Xingluo quickly came over again, and the two of them laughed and talked in the room as if they were back in their childhood, and unknowingly more than an hour had passed.

Wen Zihuan was already full at this time. Because the two people talking in the room did not close the door, they could faintly hear laughter coming from inside.

Zhou Jingbai has never been a person who loves to laugh. It can be said that it is quite rare, especially in front of him.

But it feels that he has laughed more times after Fang Xingluo came than in the previous year, and he can't remember before that.

Overall, he is very happy to have Fang Xingluo as a guest at home. Although the meals every day are not bad, he can't often serve his favorite meals because he has to accommodate Zhou Jingbai's taste.

And then he has to keep an eye on his changeable temper.

But after Fang Xingluo came, these problems were solved at once, because to entertain him, the dishes on the table in the future will surely be quite rich.

Then there is Fang Xingluo, as her best friend and childhood sweetheart, Zhou Jingbai was visibly happy to be her guest. After all, her laughter reached his ears from across the floors.

Doesn't this mean that he will be in a very good mood during this period, and he will have no time to find fault with himself, which is simply killing three birds with one stone.

However, after Wen Zihuan finished his second Manchu-Han banquet in the evening, he was about to go back to his room but was suddenly told that his pillow and quilt had been sent to another guest room.

"Guest room?" Wen Zihuan was puzzled. Shouldn't Fang Xingluo be very happy to have his dear husband come? Then why did she suddenly go crazy and send him to sleep in the guest room?

However, the answer to the question was soon given by the person who ordered this matter.

"Xingluo really likes the mattress in the master bedroom, and she said she would watch a movie with me in the room tonight, so you should sleep in the guest room tonight." Zhou Jingbai's tone was obviously not asking for opinions but informing.

[So the two of them are going to sleep together tonight? All right, anyway, my title of Mrs. Zhou is just a figurehead, and even if I say I disagree, it will obviously have no other result except to anger him and deduct my pocket money. ]

Wen Zihuan agreed obediently and went to the guest room assigned to him, only to find that it was the innermost one, while the master bedroom was on the outermost.

"Are you worried that I'll disturb them if I get too close? There's no need to worry about that." Wen Zihuan shrugged with a slightly helpless expression.