Jos walked over with his long legs, and when he saw the food on the table, there was a deep luster in his eyes.

"Eat and see. If it's not delicious, don't tell me. After all, I've been busy for so long." Ye Jiaqi handed him the chopsticks, "Eat, aren't you very hungry? You keep urging me."

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

Ye Jiaqi: "..."

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

"Um."

With permission, Ye Jiaqi sat face to face with him and ate the packed vegetables.

As she expected, the first thing Josnian ate was fried tofu, and his taste did not change.

Josnian frowned deeply as he ate.

He didn't speak, just ate in silence.

Beijing flavor, really Beijing flavor, very authentic.

"Try them all." Ye Jiaqi said, "I think it tastes very good. Anyway, I really like to eat it. Sometimes if I can't finish it, I will pack it up and give it to the stray dogs downstairs. They also like it."

"Pregnant women should have less contact with animals." Josnian said calmly.

Ye Jiaqi was stunned.

Is he caring about her?

Maybe this dish really suits his taste and he doesn't look so irritable anymore.

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

It's still the same as before, and everything he does is elegant.

When he lowered his head, his long eyelashes always seemed to be hiding something on his mind, which could not be explained 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, with a faint watery look in his eyes, dark and astringent.

"I don't like people saying who I look like the most. I am me and your husband is your husband. I can't be him."

"Yes, you are not him." Ye Jiaqi's voice lowered.

The Josnian of today is not the Josnian of the past.

He is not him.

The two of them sat and ate in silence. Josnian was taciturn and would not take the initiative to speak when Ye Jiaqi didn't speak.

But when Ye Jiaqi opened her mouth and talked a little too much, he found her noisy and chattering endlessly.

Really difficult to serve.

"Which dish do you think is the most delicious?" Ye Jiaqi bit his chopsticks and looked at him with a smile after eating half of the meal.

Josnian will be much better behaved than usual when eating, and will not be mean or venomous.

"Tofu." He said calmly.

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

Maybe the kitchen here doesn't bother to cook these home-cooked dishes, but this is the only thing he loves most.

"If you like to eat tofu, you won't be a serious person at first glance." Ye Jiaqi joked, with a sly smile on his face.

"Shut up."

"oh."

There is endless night outside, and there is light warmth inside.

The windows are open and the night wind blows the gauze curtains. At this moment, the monotonous office looks like a fairy palace, hazy and tranquil.

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

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

"Uh..." Ye Jiaqi rolled his eyes at him.

Butler Sun did everything else, so she did the same thing.

His taste is really picky.

As Josnian ate, the coldness in his stomach gradually dissipated, and his stomach no longer hurt so much.

The headache seems to be relieved a lot.
Chapter completed!