Chapter 22 - Personal chef.
Kiss Husband: Sweet Wife Is a Little Crisp
The delicious and tender shrimp meat, tasted just right, and was absolutely delicious at the tip of the tongue.
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âYizhi, why donât I hire you as my personal chef? It tastes so good. I donât usually eat spicy food, moreover it doesnât really taste good to me, but your crayfish and cod fish taste just right. In my opinion, itâs a big loss for you to not be a chef.â
Ling Xi chattered excitedly, holding the cod fish with her chopsticks, putting it into her mouth.
Poked in her heart: Whoever wants to marry you, hehe, the head⦠Whoever wants to become your wife, is definitely smoking the smoke from his ancestorâs grave.
Not right, isnât he my husband now? I almost forgot this, so itâs my family whoâs smoking the smoke from his ancestorâs grave.
Xu Yizhiâs eyes seemed to light up like the stars, and his heart was softer, especially when he heard her say the word âpersonalâ.
Watching her eat the meal that he had prepared, it should also be a short-term happiness for him! By the time she recovered her memory, theyâd be back to square one, right?
âWhat about the reward?â
Ling Xi blinked her eyes, her eyelashes slapping together quickly like a fan. âWhat reward ah?â Watching him peeling the shells of the shrimp, the manâs gestures looked very expensive and precious.
âPersonal chefâs.â
She almost choked on the grain of rice she had just put in her mouth. Could she just say that she had only wanted to praise him for cooking the delicious food? An imposing CEO working for her as a personal chef, that was too submissive.
âCough⦠Yizhi, youâre not taking it seriously, are you?â
Xu Yizhi handed over the glass of water, and Ling Xi gulped it all down.
He didnât answer her, but put this matter in his heart.
Every word that Ling Xi said, he would treasure it in his heart.
Carefully peeling out a shrimp, he put one on Ling Xiâs plate. âYou feel it is delicious, but you canât eat more, or your stomach will be uncomfortable.â
Sheâd thought he would say, âIf you feel it is delicious, eat moreâ! However, how did he know that she didnât have a stomach?
A warmth feeling gradually rose from the bottom of her heart.
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âNanny Zhang, Nanny Zhang?â
âLing Xi, whatâs wrong?â
Seeing Yizhi come over, Ling Xi was puzzled, âArenât you going to the company?â
âNo rush, what about you?â Seeing her seeming to be looking for something, his heart was a little worried, the last time he had seen the divorce papers, it was placed in the drawer on this first floor.
Ling Xi sat back on the sofa. âI asked my agent to cancel all my itinerary, so that Iâll just concentrate on recording the âStar Dance Kingâ program now, so Iâm not as busy as I used to be, except that the recording time for these two days is at night. â
Xu Yizhi nodded gently, âWhat were you looking for?
Oh, I was going to ask Nanny Zhang if she had any sleeping pills at home, but suddenly I remembered that they have all gone back.â
Xu Yizhiâs heart was tight, and there was something strange in his voice, âSleeping pills?â
Ling Xi recognized that he had misunderstood. âBecause I have always had a sleeping disorder. It is hard for me to fall asleep without taking sleeping pills.â
She had had this symptom since that incident happened five years ago, and even when she thought that that man was Chi Jiayang, the symptom still hadnât disappeared.
Xu Yizhiâs eyes surged with a trace of remorse, so upset that he hadnât known about it.
Ling Xi was facially blind, and there was a child between them. He had thought that he knew her, knew everything about her, but it was now he discovered that he wasnât qualified to love her.
Looking at the man in front of her, Ling Xiâs heart flashed with a move. âHusband, since youâre not in a hurry⦠just sleep with me for a while, okay?â