mismatch pheromone

When Yu Jinghai heard his wife said that he was hungry, he immediately withdrew his troops and rushed back to the kitchen with a basin for dinner.

If you are greedy for yourself, of course it is the most important thing to keep your daughter-in-law full.

That night, Yu Jinghai cooked four dishes and one soup neatly, with different colors, which made Zhou Xi feel comfortable physically and mentally.

The sauce that the old lady gave really suits Zhou Xi's taste, and Zhou Xi will put this small plate of sauce next to his rice bowl for several days.

Zhou Xi is used to eating light food every day, and Yu Jinghai doesn't add too much ingredients to the dishes for him to add flavor. He only puts a little sauce in a small plate, so that Zhou Xi occasionally wants to dip in the sauce to add some texture use.

Yu Jinghai, on the other hand, ate spicy food without any scruples, no longer covering it up like before.

Zhou Xi asked him to keep the taste he usually likes, and there must be at least two strong dishes on the table. After a long time, it became a kind of agreement for the two of them to eat at the same table.

After Yu Jinghai took care of the meals more often, he gradually discovered some small habits of Zhou Xi's eating habits. Zhou Xi didn't like to eat food with bones, thorns and shells. inside.

Zhou Xi eats food slowly, his appearance is as elegant and refined as a landscape painting, while Yu Jinghai's eating style is relatively simple and crisp, and the painting styles on both sides of the table seem incompatible.

But Yu Jinghai never felt that his partner was tired of eating, so he was willing to sit on the opposite side after eating, staring at people, and admiring him foolishly.

As everyone knows, Zhou Xi squinted at him first when he was immersed in cooking, and stared at him.

It's not that he feels that he eats too much, but he often sucks the tip of the chopsticks, secretly thinking that it looks delicious, is spicy really so delicious?

At the dinner table that day, Yu Jinghai scooped up a few more spoonfuls of the can of hot sauce brought by the old lady, and he looked like he was eating some gluttonous feast.

Zhou Xi gritted her chopsticks lightly with her teeth, suddenly fixed her gaze, and called out "Jing Hai".

The person sitting opposite looked up at him, "What's wrong?"

Zhou Xi raised the tip of her chopsticks, knocked on the hot sauce jar, and said softly, "I'll take a bite."

Yu Jinghai immediately moved the can away, "This stuff is so spicy, you can't eat it."

"Put it back." Zhou Xi raised her eyebrows, "I want to try."

Yu Jinghai's face was full of conflicts, he was afraid of scolding him badly, but also afraid that he would not give him a test, he would not be able to enter the room at night, his daughter-in-law was very fussy, he couldn't catch it for sure, so he really didn't dare to bet.

In the end, he could only pinch one of Zhou Xi's chopsticks, smeared it casually on the surface of the sauce in the jar, stained a fingernail-sized red, and sent the chopsticks back.

Zhou Xi gave him a helpless look, "Who do you look down on? I want you to bring the whole jar, I want noodles."

In Yu Jinghai's eyes, Zhou Xi is like a warrior who is about to blow up a bunker.

"No, it's not that I look down on you," Yu Jinghai stammered, "It's you, it's really dangerous to challenge this challenge across several levels."

"Aren't we going to live a lifetime?" Zhou Xi folded her arms, as if preparing to start teaching the security comrades.

"Yes." Yu Jinghai nodded, but he really didn't understand how eating spicy food could be hooked on the matter of the two of them living together for a lifetime.

"Long life, how can we live without getting to know each other? I also want to know your taste, how can I know if I don't try?"

Mr. Zhou, who wanted to steal chili sauce to eat, found a very good reason, and he was just fooling the target.

And his object's stunned reaction has already proved that he was bluffed.

"Besides, you can eat my light food, why can't I eat your spicy food?"

As soon as the words fell, Zhou Xi stretched out her arms, and snatched the jar of hot sauce from Yu Jinghai's hand without hesitation.

I saw that he boldly picked up a large piece of bright red sauce with chopsticks, and threw it into his bowl without blinking.

I ate corn noodles tonight, and the clear noodle soup was instantly dyed red with hot sauce.

Satisfied, Zhou Xi took the chopsticks and stirred them a few times in her bowl, completely ignoring Yu Jinghai who was facing her until her face turned blue.

When Zhou Xi was about to send the noodles to the entrance, Yu Jinghai made a final struggle, "Daughter-in-law, let's stop making trouble, this is really hot, really—"

Zhou Xi bit her face resolutely, imitating the way the other party slurped the noodles, and lavishly took a big mouthful.

As a result, before he started chewing, the intense burning sensation that washed over his mouth froze all his nerves, and he froze on the chair.

The soup carried by the noodles flowed down the throat, and an explosion burst out of the throat immediately.

Zhou Xi, who squeezed her mouth shut with all her strength, flushed uncontrollably, and sweat and tears rolled out uncontrollably.

Yu Jinghai knew at a glance that he was being scorched, so he hurried around the tables and chairs, rushed to him, helped him get that side out, poured him water, and pulled a few large sheets of tissue to wipe his sweat .

"If I told you not to eat this stuff, I wouldn't listen. Why are you so stubborn...you have to be so hot that you lose the golden beans before you stop. How can you be so troublesome...you are still a teacher, what brains are you..."

Yu Jinghai was so distressed that he couldn't help cursing a few words. After cursing, he put his arms around Zhou Xi's waist and asked nervously, "What's so hot? Does your mouth hurt? Is your throat uncomfortable? Comfortable?"

Zhou Xi's mouth was numb, her eyes turned black from the heat, and even when she was angry, she felt that she could jump into sparks, and she couldn't answer, so she just held the water glass and sucked water, and the small glass of water was emptied in a blink of an eye.

His tears, snot, and sweat were all wiped clean by Yu Jinghai with paper towels, but his nose was still a little stuffy, his face was still red, and his lips were so bright that they were almost swollen. Still spicy".

Yu Jinghai hastened to use his brain, thinking that milk can relieve the spicy, ran to the refrigerator to get a box of newly bought milk, poured it into a cup, held it back to Zhou Xi's mouth, and urged him to drink the milk.

"Drink this, milk can relieve spicy food."

Zhou Xi continued to hold the cup to drink milk obediently, and drank it in a hurry. The corners of her mouth were filled with milky white milk. It was so full that it slipped down her neck and dripped into her collar.

He didn't care about it, he just wanted to relieve the spicy burning in his mouth, after drinking one cup after another, he finally felt a little better, and breathed a sigh of relief like the rest of his life.

Yu Jinghai, who had been keeping a close eye on his situation, immediately relaxed, looked at the blush on his face, and asked, "How do you feel now? Is it still hot?"

Zhou Xi shook his head slowly, and when he gained strength, he wanted to comfort the person in front of him who was obviously scared enough by him, so he reluctantly opened the corners of his sore mouth and showed a thin smile.

"It's better, don't be so nervous, I'm fine..."

"It's all right?" Yu Jinghai rubbed his waist angrily, "Why don't I give you a mirror to see what you look like, and you can knock me out after a good meal, and I'll be brave next time No? Are you still competing?"

It was the first time for Mr. Zhou to be scolded like this, and he was about to lose face, but he saw his partner suddenly reached out and pressed his lips.

"Does it hurt?" Yu Jinghai's rough fingertips lightly touched the two lips, and greeted each other, "Does it hurt? I think it's swollen..."

If it wasn't for that serious expression, Zhou Xi almost thought he was playing hooligans here.

But it was also because of this dedicated massage that Zhou Xi couldn't help being distracted. The burning pain on her lips had already been suppressed by the milk, and now only itching remained.

Zhou Xi was so itchy that he wanted to open his mouth and bite all those clumsy fingers that comforted him.