Quick Transmigration Live Broadcast: The Villain Boss is the Female Emperor!

The aunt who passed by the door of the ward smelled the smell and stopped to look in.

"Handsome guy, your girlfriend is really nice. The soup tastes so good, I can smell it in the corridor."

An Qijiu glanced at Chong Ai and said, "This is the first time she has cooked something for me, and I only get this benefit when I am sick."

The aunt smiled and said, "Then hurry up and eat." After that, she went back to the next door.

Chong Ai picked up the insulation box and carefully poured out some soup into the bowl. The hot white air filled the air, and the aroma of the pork ribs soup became stronger.

An Qijiu has a happy smile on the corner of his mouth. If he knows that being sick has such good benefits, he can occasionally use the bitter trick.

Chong Ai put the bowl and chopsticks in front of the man and said, "Eat it."

An Qijiu picked up the chopsticks and put a piece of meat in his mouth, his expression froze just as he was about to chew.

This taste...

"What's wrong?" Chong Ai frowned at him and said, "Is there any problem?"

An Qijiu swallowed the meat in his mouth with difficulty and said, "It's nothing, it's delicious."

He stretched out his articulated hand to pick up the rice bowl, took a sip of the soup, his expression stiffened again, and he tried his best to hold back before he spit it out.

This soup...

Now he's definitely not delusional, it's really hard to eat! It tastes weird! ! !

Obviously, this soup looks the same as the top chef in the hotel, and the color and fragrance are particularly attractive.

Why does it taste so weird in the mouth? He felt like he had swallowed a mouthful of salt, or had eaten a whole bag of chicken essence.

"Xiao Qi, hurry up and eat." Chong Ai sat on the side, looked at him with his chin on his hands, and said with bright eyes, "I made these pork ribs specially for you, you need to eat more..."

An Qijiu's expression was a little stiff, he had to finish a big bowl of pork ribs soup?

"Why don't you eat it?" Chong Ai looked at him suspiciously and said, "Is the soup unpalatable? I'll try it..."

"Wait—" An Qijiu hurriedly reached out to stop it, and said, "It's delicious, you can't touch it, this is the soup for my bones, I want to eat it all..."

(T▽T) The soup made by my girlfriend has to be finished with tears.

The man ate quickly with the bowl in his hand, as if someone was going to snatch him, and he ate it all in a few minutes.

Chong Ai packed up the dishes and said, "Are you full?"

An Qijiu struggled to pull out a smile and said, "I'm full, it's delicious."

He lifted the quilt calmly and walked slowly towards the bathroom.

As soon as he entered the bathroom, he lay on the sink and vomited. When he went out, there was a cold sweat on his face.

"What's wrong with you?" Chong Ai walked over to help him back to the bed, and said, "Do you want to call a doctor to have a look?"

"No." An Qijiu gently stroked her hand, lay back on the bed and said weakly, "I want to rest for a while."

"Then you have a good rest, and I'll come to see you at night." Chong Ai helped him cover the quilt and left the ward with the insulation box.

[Host~ You are too scary, he was not killed by you, he was almost poisoned by your dark cooking. ] Fan Jiujiu spit out.

Chong Ai said a little helplessly: "Do you blame me?"

Who knows what's going on, it's obviously very fragrant when she makes it, so she sent it to An Qijiu without tasting it.

[Next time you come to give him a meal, I suggest you go out and buy it. 】Fen Jiujiu said.

"understood."

night.

Chong Ai came to the hospital ward with the insulation box again.

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Happy birthday, miss, this is the second birthday that you and I met. I wish you a happy day.