Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 1887 Doesn't look like a serious person
Josnian walked over with long legs, and when he saw the food on the table, his eyes had a deep luster.

"Eat and see, don't tell me if it doesn't taste good, after all, I've been busy for so long." Ye Jiaqi handed him the chopsticks, "Eat, aren't you hungry? Keep urging me."

"You still know I'm urging you?" Josnian was furious.

Ye Jiaqi: "..."

She separated the two servings of rice: "I'm hungry too, can I eat?"

"Ah."

With permission, Ye Jiaqi sat face to face with him, eating the packed dishes.

As she expected, the first thing Josnian ate was fried tofu, and his taste didn't change.

Josnian ate, frowning deeply.

He didn't speak, just ate in silence.

The flavor of the capital city, it really is the flavor of the capital city, very authentic.

"Try it all." Ye Jiaqi said, "I think it tastes good, anyway, I really like to eat it. Sometimes I can't finish it, so I'll pack it for the stray dogs downstairs, and they like it too."

"Pregnant women should avoid contact with animals," Josnian said flatly.

Ye Jiaqi was taken aback.

Is he caring about her?

It may be that this dish really suits his appetite, and he doesn't look so irritable anymore.

When Josnian bowed his head to eat, Ye Jiaqi would sometimes be in a daze, staring blankly at his appearance and every move he made.

Still the same as before, with elegant demeanor and footsteps.

When he lowered his head, his long eyelashes always seemed to hide infinite thoughts, which he couldn't explain clearly.

"What are you looking at? Eat!" Josnian gave her a cold look.

"When I saw you, I thought of my husband. You are very similar to him." Ye Jiaqi's voice was calm, and there was still a faint glint in his eyes, which were dark and jerky.

"I don't like others to say who I look like. I am me, and your husband is your husband. I can't be him."

"Yes, you're not him." Ye Jiaqi's voice dropped.

The current Josnian is not the Josnian of the past.

He is not him.

The two sat and ate in silence, Josnian was silent, and when Ye Jiaqi didn't speak, he wouldn't take the initiative to speak.

But when Ye Jiaqi spoke a little more, he thought she was noisy and chattered endlessly.

It's hard to serve.

"Which dish do you think is the tastiest?" Halfway through eating, Ye Jiaqi bit his chopsticks and looked at him with a smile.

Josnian will be much more obedient than usual when eating, he will not be mean or harsh.

"Tofu." He said lightly.

After coming to Chicago, he never had fried tofu again.

It may be that the kitchen here disdains to cook these home-cooked dishes, but this is the only thing he likes most.

"I like tofu, so I don't look like a serious person." Ye Jiaqi joked, with a sly smile on his face.

"To shut up."

"Oh."

The outside is endless night, and the interior is warm.

The windows are open, the night wind blows the veils, and the monotonous office looks like a fairy palace at this moment, with a quiet and peaceful atmosphere in the haze.

Ye Jiaqi also had the fragrance of shower gel and shampoo on her body, which smelled comfortable and pleasant.

Josnian tapped the Spanish ham with his chopsticks, and frowned: "This is too unpalatable."

"Uh..." Ye Jiaqi gave him a blank look.

Butler Sun did the rest, so she did the same.

His palate is really picky.

As Josnian ate, the coldness in his stomach gradually dissipated, and his stomach didn't hurt so much anymore.

The headache seems to be relieved a lot.

It seems that you can't be too tired in the future.

(End of this chapter)