Splendid Rebirth: Good Morning Mrs. Fu

Chapter 633 My Vase Type Wife

Thinking of this, Gu Ninghuan raised his face and took out a tissue to wipe away the tears on his face: "Since we are going to be together for these three days, in order to leave good memories for these three days, I decided to do it for you independently. After three days, let you experience my virtuous and virtuous virtues."

Fu Xishen's eyes paused, and he said, "No need."

"Why not." Gu Ning looked at Fu Xishen with red eyes, with doubts in his eyes.

Fu Xi pursed her thin lips lightly, glanced at her, but finally said nothing.

But soon, Gu Ninghuan knew what Fu Xishen meant when he hesitated to speak.

In fact, she didn't cook well when she was in Gu's family, but after marrying Fu Xishen.

This man Fu Xishen's cooking skills are better than hers, and there is never a shortage of cooking servants in the villa, let alone Gu Ninghuan.

Occasionally, there were a few times when she made soup to please Fu Xishen, and she was always accompanied by a maid who told her when to order the ingredients and how much seasoning to put in.

But this time, Gu Ninghuan is determined to cook independently and will never let the servants help.

Gu Ninghuan walked into the kitchen and looked at the kitchen utensils that had been wiped clean by the servants. He fumbled here and there and didn't know what to do.

The servant stood beside Gu Ninghuan, looked at her and asked tentatively, "Young Madam, what are you doing?"

"I'm thinking about what to feed Fu Xishen. Does he usually like to eat?" Gu Ninghuan asked.

She and Fu Xishen have been married for so long, and when it comes to meals, Fu Xishen always eats whatever Gu Ninghuan likes to eat.

Gu Ninghuan didn't see any dishes that Fu Xishen particularly liked, nor did he see any dishes that he particularly disliked.

But now that Gu Ninghuan is cooking for Fu Xishen, he naturally wants to accommodate Fu Xishen in terms of taste, instead of just cooking what he wants.

When the servant heard Gu Ninghuan's question, he thought about it seriously: "Mr. doesn't seem to have anything he particularly likes to eat."

After finishing speaking, the servant added another sentence: "It should be what the young lady likes, so the husband likes it, so the dishes you like, young lady, should be the ones that the husband likes."

Gu Ninghuan listened to the words and decided to follow the servant's advice.

She felt that since she was not very skilled in cooking, she shouldn't challenge such difficult dishes.

Just make a few simple dishes, Gu Ninghuan briefly thought about the dishes she was going to cook, and then reached out to open the refrigerator to take out the fresh ingredients.

The servant wanted to help Gu Ninghuan wash the vegetables, but Gu Ninghuan refused. Since he agreed to do it by himself, then no one should intervene.

Gu Ninghuan's process of washing and chopping vegetables went smoothly. The servant has been watching her all the time. Seeing that Gu Ninghuan's cooking is okay, she is slightly relieved. It seems that the young lady can still cook. of.

By the time Gu Ninghuan finished cooking three dishes, two hours had passed, and the servant helped her bring out the dishes and put them on the dining table.

Gu Ninghuan looked at the good-looking dishes in front of him with satisfaction, took off the apron around his waist and trotted upstairs, and asked Fu Xishen to come down for dinner.

Fu Xishen followed her down, and was slightly surprised when he saw the edible dishes on the table.

Gu Ninghuan raised his hand and pushed the man to sit at the table, then picked up the chopsticks and stuffed them into his hands: "Try it and see if it's not worse than yours."

Fu Xishen obediently picked up a green vegetable, put it in his mouth, swallowed it calmly and said, "It tastes good."

Gu Ninghuan heard the words, and a smile instantly appeared on his delicate face: "Really? I didn't expect that I can cook at a level that satisfies you even if I don't cook often. I'm really good."

"En." Fu Xishen replied in a low voice, agreeing with what Gu Ninghuan said.

Gu Ninghuan watched Fu Xishen eating slowly, and sat opposite him, picking up chopsticks to taste the dishes she made herself.

But before her chopsticks touched the dish, Fu Xishen stopped her: "Didn't you say it was made for me?"

"That's right! This is made for you, but can't I try it too?" Gu Ninghuan looked at Fu Xishen innocently, this man is not usually so stingy.

Fu Xishen laughed softly: "Since it was made for me, there is no reason for you to try it. You eat it made by a servant."

"That's right, Young Madam. Now that Mr. has said so, I'll go and cook another table for you right away. What do you want to eat?" the servant asked with a smile.

Gu Ninghuan put down his chopsticks, looked at Fu Xishen strangely, his eyes rolled as if thinking of something, took off the bracelet on his wrist, and threw it to Fu Xishen's chair: "Honey, my bracelet fell off, you Can you pick it up for me?"

Fu Xishen watched her being awkward, without the slightest impatience, but bent down to help Gu Ninghuan pick up the bracelet.

When the man lifted up, he saw that Gu Ninghuan was picking up the dish in front of him and putting it into his mouth. She had just chewed it, and her whole face wrinkled.

The vegetables were not cooked at all, no wonder they looked so green!

And she seemed to put too much salt, just took a bite, and the bitter and salty taste filled every part of her mouth.

Fu Xishen took out a tissue and walked to her side, and said to her, "Spit it out."

Gu Ninghuan glanced at him, turned his head and chewed casually, then swallowed the bitter, salty and raw vegetables.

After eating, she picked up the kettle at hand and poured a large glass of water for herself. After drinking it all, she still couldn't dilute the bitter taste in her mouth.

Seeing this, the servant didn't ask any more questions, but walked into the kitchen knowingly and began to redo the table.

Gu Ninghuan raised his eyes and looked at the handsome and tall man in front of him: "Why didn't you tell me that it was so delicious, but pretended to be delicious. Even if it's to comfort me, it doesn't have to be like this."

"I think it's delicious." Fu Xishen's slender fingers touched the corners of Gu Ninghuan's lips, and wiped off the water stains on her lips.

Gu Ninghuan turned his head to look at the three dishes in front of him, some refused to admit defeat and picked up the chopsticks again, some refused to admit defeat and prepared to try again.

She made three dishes, it's impossible for each of them to be so unpalatable.

Gu Ninghuan picked up the fish in front of him with chopsticks, and before he put it in his mouth, he smelled an earthy smell.

As for the last fried egg, it has no taste at all, and it is barely edible, but it is better not to eat it.

Gu Ninghuan put down her chopsticks, and leaned on Fu Xishen who was standing next to her, feeling a little depressed: "I'm so stupid, I can't even cook well. It seems that I can only be responsible for looking good in the future."

Fu Xishen looked down at her fair face: "Yes."

"Actually, being a wife is not necessarily a virtuous and virtuous type. My vase type should be quite popular, right?" Gu Ninghuan looked up at him, his eyes sparkling, as if hiding the brightest Galaxy.