The petite little wife: don't misunderstand the proud president

Xin Tiantian insisted on trying wild vegetables in broth, and stretched out her chopsticks again.

"Shouldn't you eat it? You're in a special state right now, so you'd better be careful when eating." Lan Xinhui said, then turned around and asked the waiter standing not far behind to take the dish away.

Xin Tiantian retorted: "The doctor said that I don't need to be too taboo about what I eat now, so that the nutrition will be balanced."

"However, it's better not to eat the things that should be avoided." Wang Zichen also persuaded: "Wild vegetables have various effects."

"Then what's the effect of this wild vegetable?" Xin Tiantian immediately grabbed his words and asked back.

Wang Zichen didn't know how to answer for a while, the box suddenly fell silent.

The waiter serving the food next to him recalled what the chef said before: "This wild vegetable has the effect of promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis, nourishing yin and nourishing body fluid, and has a good nourishing effect on women, so it is called motherwort. "

"Since it is nourishing for women, why don't you give it to me?" Xin Tiantian asked persistently, and she said aggrievedly: "Now I have a bad appetite, and I finally have something I want to eat, but I don't want to eat it." eat……"

Lan Xinhui knew that if she didn't explain clearly, it would cause more misunderstandings, so she explained: "Although this kind of vegetable has nourishing effect, if pregnant women eat it, it will easily cause uterine contractions, which may lead to the risk of miscarriage."

After hearing her words, there was another silence in the box.

Afterwards, Miao Miaomiao smoothed things over and said, "Actually, this dish is very bad. I tasted it just now. It tastes really weird. It doesn't taste good at all."

"Then I'd better not eat it." Xin Tiantian said along the way.

"Then try this spicy chicken! Although it is a home-cooked dish, the taste is very unique." Miao Miaomiao said, and she also picked up a piece of spicy chicken.

Wang Zichen stared at her chopsticks: "Eating so many spicy things, can your papery stomach bear it? Don't say that your stomach hurts."

Stomach made of paper... Lan Xinhui always felt very familiar when she heard it. She seemed to have heard such words before.She thought about it, and then she remembered, she once heard Wang Zichen call and say, "...your stomach is made of paper, how can you bear it like this..."

At that time, she heard his voice was so gentle, his tone was very gentle, and his tone was very familiar, and she thought he was on the phone with his lover, but now it seems that he should have been on the phone with Miao Miaomiao at that time.

However, knowing this now is meaningless.Lan Xinhui thought while chewing the food in her mouth.Suddenly, she stopped chewing, and unconsciously took a breath—it was so spicy!He must have just unknowingly picked up a piece of chili and ate it.

She picked up the soup at hand and took a sip, but she was even more spicy because the soup was hot soup that had just been replaced.

"Too hot?" Miao Miaomiao noticed Lan Xinhui's being hot, looked at her with concern and said, "You should drink some cold water, waiter..."

"Drink milk...no, it's better to drink yogurt." Wang Zichen said, and said to the waiter: "Go get a bottle... three bottles of yogurt, hurry up!"

"How do you know that drinking yogurt can alleviate the spicy taste?" Miao Miaomiao asked Wang Zichen.

Wang Zichen glanced at Lan Xinhui and said, "When I went to eat snail noodles before, I was very spicy. I felt much better after drinking yogurt."

"Did it come from the girl from the noodle shop?" Miao Miaomiao imitated the slogan in the TV commercial: "Uncle, this is your yogurt!"

Everyone was amused by her gag.