But my wife is a bit fierce

Chapter 220

After Zhu Jiuzhou woke up, he couldn't help holding his head. He could be a monster by himself, and said, "It hurts so much!"

Thinking back, I actually drank with the fat cook until midnight last night!Thinking about it is a bit boring.

"Has my old lady been reduced to having a hangover with a middle-aged married naive man?" After finishing speaking, she looked like she wanted to cry but had no tears.

In order to comfort myself, and to stop the pain in my head from drinking, I struggled to get up from the bed, and comforted myself: "I will go to the fat cook now and ask him to make a table for me." Delicious, comfort me!"

He quickly took a shower, changed his clothes, put on a fisherman hat and went out.

One is for shading, and the other is for wind protection. In any case, the freshly washed head will not be blown by cool wind.

While walking towards the winding path down the mountain, he laughed at himself: "Sure enough, I have been alone for a long time, and I know that I feel sorry for myself."

In the past, she would have slept with her head wet at night.

Now I don’t dare, for fear of causing some kind of headache and fever, and enduring the pain alone.

Whenever this happens, Zhu Jiuzhou can't help asking himself, is it really okay to spend the rest of my life without a partner and family?

She really wanted to say yes, but the feeling in her heart was going in the opposite direction.

Zhu Jiuzhou frowned very stubbornly: "You have to be strong, you are still young!"

All the way to comfort myself, I came to the cafeteria where the fat cook worked, and found the fat cook who would not delay going to work the next day even if he drank too much the first night.

He slapped the chopping board with a slap, looked at the cook with a smile, and said, "What method did you use to sober up, do you want to teach me? I have a terrible headache now!"

When the fat cook saw that the person was a familiar face, he immediately returned a smiling face, and said very cheerfully: "Damn! What did I think it was? Isn't it just sobering up!"

"Let me tell you, I drank hangover soup last night, and I have to learn how to keep in good health when I get older."

Zhu Jiuzhou's head was buzzing listening to his blah blah blah. He couldn't take it any longer, so he simply stopped him and said, "Can you stop talking so much nonsense? Just tell me what to do!"

The fat cook glanced at him, clicked his tongue twice, and shook his head a little disapprovingly: "The young man is too impatient, too impatient!"

She frowned when she heard it. I heard that I am pretending to be an expert in the world right now?It's not the time for you to cry because your wife is going to divorce you!

Seeing that Zhu Jiuzhou was about to lose his temper, the fat cook hurriedly adjusted his state, and said very seriously: "Wait for me, I will make you something that can sober you up!"

Only then did Zhu Jiuzhou nod in satisfaction, and sat on the elegant sofa beside him, closed his eyes and rested to refresh himself.

Although her head was still aching, it didn't affect her falling asleep again.

She fell asleep in a short time, and for some reason, she suddenly dreamed of something strange, which seemed to be related to her "lover", but she couldn't see the other's face clearly, just as she was about to grab Stop when the person in front of you asks what happened.

Then she heard someone yelling at her: "Hey, this little girl is not honest when she sleeps!"

Immediately after smelling the sweet smell, Zhu Jiuzhou frowned and woke up.

After waking up, her eyes were blurred, and she was not fully awake yet, her mind was full of doubts: "What was the dream just now?"

She was a little irritable, because the dream gave her the feeling of strangeness and familiarity, which was both attractive and sad, and this subtle feeling was killing her.

"It's so annoying!" Zhu Jiuzhou curled his lips.

In the end, before she could recover by herself, the fat hand stretched out in front of her eyes.

Zhu Jiuzhou watched helplessly as the hand snapped its fingers in front of his eyes, and then a thunderous sound came from his ears: "Girl, I've finished the things for you, how could you fall asleep again! Hurry up and eat it while it's hot!"

Zhu Jiuzhou only felt that his head was buzzing, and looked at the fat cook beside him angrily, and glared at him.

But the sight was quickly attracted by the tray in his hand, and there were several exquisite desserts and a cup of coffee on it.

Zhu Jiuzhou swallowed silently, subconsciously said: "It's all for me?"

The fat cook chuckled and said proudly, "Of course! How about it? I'm not slow in cooking!"

"Cut, it must be delicious!" Zhu Jiuzhou brought the tray over and put it on the table very bluntly, and even wanted to wave to the fat cook to say that you can leave.

But after thinking about it, it seemed impolite to do so, so he raised his head to look at the cook and said, "Do you want to eat too?"

The fat cook hurriedly shook his head: "Don't eat! I'm so fat, why do I still eat this thing?!"

Before Zhu Jiuzhou could laugh at him, he heard him say: "My wife won't let me eat!"

After finishing speaking, there was happiness and sweetness on his face.

Zhu Jiuzhou immediately changed the face that was originally looking at a joke into a stinky face, oh!

Seeing that the little girl was irritated, the fat cook hurriedly comforted her and said: "Eat good things when they are the most delicious. Believe me, it will be much better to eat something sweet after drinking too much!"

Zhu Jiuzhou nodded silently in doubt, and said, "I see, you can go now."

After all, besides his one customer, there are many other customers around.

The fat cook smiled and nodded: "Alright, I'm off to work, you can enjoy this meal right here!"

Zhu Jiuzhou nodded, and waited until the man had left before looking at the desserts in front of him, and looked at them carefully. They were all beautiful and delicious desserts.

"Tsk, I like it so much!"

I don't know if other girls like her or not, but she is very satisfied with it anyway.

The three desserts are not big in size, and I don’t feel overwhelmed after eating them. Each one retains the original fragrance of the food, and the mouth is clear and not greasy.

Zhu Jiuzhou enjoyed it beautifully, and it really relieved a large part of his headache.

Finally stood up and went to the front desk to pay, but the young man who looked very young said to her: "Hey, you are the friend of our chef, and he has explained to us. In the future, whenever you come to our place to eat , must not charge you!"

Zhu Jiuzhou blinked, thinking that his old lady was not short of that little money.

But then I thought about it again, since this is the kindness of the fat cook, then I just accept it, and at worst I can find it elsewhere later.

Nodding his head, he said to the man: "Okay, then I'll go first, and you can thank Fat Chef for me later!"

"Okay!" The young man smiled like a chrysanthemum, and seemed to be in a good mood.

Under his influence, Zhu Jiuzhou felt a lot better, and without so many messy emotions, he walked back in a hurry.

And the young man couldn't smile for a long time after she left.

Until his brother came over, knocked on his forehead, and said, "What are you laughing at?"

The young man said: "Oh, isn't this the witch from our chef's place coming again? This time she looks pretty cute."

His brother shivered a bit: "How cute?"

Then he seemed to think of something again, and said: "But it's true. When I was drunk last night, I was really well-behaved. The wine was good and I didn't make trouble. I was hugged and left."

The young man's eyes widened immediately: "He was carried away? By whom?"

"I don't know, maybe it's her friend." His brother sighed softly.

The young man followed closely and asked, "Ordinary friends or boyfriends?"

"What do you care about so much, what does it have to do with you?" His brother finally found out that something was wrong, and asked tentatively, "Could it be that you fell in love with him?"

The young man curled his lips: "Can't you? I think she looks pretty."

Then he added: "I think I look good too."

I saw the corner of his brother's mouth twitching for a moment, and finally sighed and patted his forehead and said: "Don't think about it, he is definitely not a thing in the pool!"

Thinking back to the tall and energetic man last night, I would be amazed when I saw it, and then I looked at my younger brother. Although he is not ugly, he is not amazing!