Wife-loving addiction: Jane's strong lock of marriage

Chapter 916 Simple happiness (1)

The elevator reached the sixteenth floor, and left and right separated with a "ding".

Feng Qing waited for Meng Suizhou to get out of the elevator, and she took a few steps back before leaving the elevator.

Meng Suizhou walked to one of the apartments and opened the door. Feng Qing looked down at the room number on her key uncertainly, feeling a little embarrassed... The two of them live next door!

Meng Suizhou opened the door and asked, "Where do you live?"

Feng Qing said with some embarrassment: "I live in 165."

"Oh," Meng Suizhou looked at the room number 165 next door and smiled, "The personnel department probably thought that you have more contact with me at work and it would be more convenient for us to live next door, so they arranged room 165 for you. "

Feng Qing nodded, "Probably so."

Meng Suizhou opened the door, "Do you want to go in and sit down?"

"No," Feng Qing said hastily, "Thank you so much for today's matter, President, you should rest early!"

Meng Suizhou nodded and smiled at her, stepped into the room, and closed the door behind his back.

It wasn't until the door panel completely separated the two that Feng Qing let out a long sigh of relief.

In fact, she is a very calm and calm girl, not sentimental or chattery, she can calmly analyze and deal with everything she encounters, and rarely panics or gets nervous.

But I don't know why, when she meets Meng Suizhou, she will be very nervous.

Maybe it's because Meng Suizhou is her immediate boss, and she wants to submit to others?
She thought wildly, opened the door and walked into the room.

After tossing and tossing all night, being pulled, pulled and pushed by Xie Weichen, all kinds of rough treatment made her feel uncomfortable all over, and some places hurt badly.

She threw the key on the shoe cabinet by the door, went straight into the bathroom, put on hot water, poured rose essential oil, and took a hot bath.

The hot water soothed her tense muscles and nerves, and she felt much more comfortable, but there was still a mess in her head.

She didn't know if she was a particularly cold person.

She didn't know, if she were another woman, if she broke up with her boyfriend who had been in love for more than ten years, would she be in such pain that she would die or live.

She also felt uncomfortable, crying hysterically while hiding in the room alone.

But after crying, she accepted it calmly the next day.

She didn't know if it was because she was cold and unfeeling, or what.

All she knew was that without that man, she could still live her life.

She can also look forward to a future, to another relationship.

She is an orphan, and no one taught her since she was a child. All her knowledge is learned from books and daily life.

She has also seen countless stories of men cheating, women falling down, and even committing suicide.

But she didn't think so at all.

She didn't know if that meant she was a cold, unfeeling woman, or what.

She just felt that there was no need for her to die for a man who had already betrayed her.

She is still young.

She can still have a future.

She might still have a chance to meet a better man.

Falling out of love is not the end of the world.

As long as she is alive, anything is possible.

After taking a bath, she felt a little tired. She wasn't hungry or had any appetite, but her body had no energy.

It was only then that she remembered that because she met Xie Weichen at night, she had no appetite at all, and she didn't eat much all night.

She suffers from hypoglycemia, and after taking such a long time in a hot bath just now, if she doesn't add some energy, she may be about to suffer from hypoglycemia.

She is very good at cooking. She usually has time and likes to go into the kitchen and treat herself with some delicate snacks or desserts.

At this moment, she suddenly wanted to drink sweet soup, so she went into the kitchen and cooked a pot of fruit sweet soup.

Take out the sweet soup, scoop a tablespoon, put it on your lips to cool it down, taste it, the fragrance is overflowing, the lips and teeth are full of sweet and fruity aroma, swallow it into the stomach, the empty stomach warms up, even the mood All better.

She is very satisfied with her craft.

When she took the second breath, she suddenly thought of Meng Suizhou next door.

I don't know if their President likes to drink sweet soup.

They caused so much trouble for their president today, and their president rescued her twice, cooked delicious food, and ate alone in his room, which seemed a bit out of place.

She hesitated, found a slightly larger bone china bowl, filled a bowl of sweet soup, then changed into home clothes that she could go out with, and knocked on the door of Meng Suizhou's room with the sweet soup.

Meng Suizhou quickly came over to open the door. He was wearing a sky blue conservative pajamas, his hair was still wet. Obviously, he had just taken a shower.

Feng Qing smiled at him, "President, I was a little hungry just now, I made some sweet soup, I wonder if you like sweet food?"

Meng Suizhou looked down at the soup in her hand.

I don't know how she did it, the green and thick color, with the sweet fruity fragrance, seems to make people's index fingers move.

He reached out to take the bowl, "It looks delicious."

Feng Qing smiled sheepishly, "Make it whatever you want, if the president likes it, I'll come over and give you a bowl when I make soup in the future."

Meng Suizhou bowed his head and took a sip.

He doesn't really like sweets, so he just took a sip cautiously.

As a result, he found that although his assistant said it was a sweet soup, the taste was not very sweet, but the natural aroma of the fruit.

Take a sip, the sweet and fruity aroma spreads between the lips and teeth, and the taste is unimaginably good.

He nodded immediately, "It's delicious, did you cook it yourself?"

"Yes," Feng Qing said with a smile, "When I'm free, I like to make soup and make some snacks and desserts. If the president likes it, I'll send you some when I make it in the future."

Meng Suizhou smiled slightly, "Then there is Lao Feng's assistant, it seems that I will have a good fortune in the future."

"It should be." Feng Qing bent slightly towards him, "I will ask you to take care of me in the future."

This is my immediate boss, taking care of the immediate boss's life is also one of the assistant's daily tasks.

It would be best if he could enjoy eating what he made.

"Definitely," Meng Suizhou smiled and turned sideways, letting out the door, "Assistant Feng, please come in, let's sit and chat."

"No," Feng Qing refused with a smile: "It's getting late, I should go to rest, President, you should also go to bed early."

Meng Suizhou didn't force it, and nodded at her, "Good night!"

Feng Qing also said good night and went back to her apartment.

Meng Suizhou took the sweet soup, closed the door, sat on the sofa, and drank all the sweet soup in one gulp.

In his memory, this was the first time he stuttered something made for him by a woman.

Now, there are fewer and fewer women who can cook well.

However, most of the children have at least eaten the food made by their own mothers, but it is clear that Meng Suizhou is not that lucky.

His mother doesn't work on all fours, doesn't distinguish five grains, doesn't touch Yangchun water with her ten fingers, and never cooks.

For his brother, he would also tell the kitchen to cook more things that suit his brother's taste.

As for him, his mother didn't have the time to care about him.

(End of this chapter)