I Woke My Vegetative Husband up at Our Wedding Night!

"Fu Shao, it's you!" Shi Qian patted his chest.

"Who else could it be if it's not me?" Fu Sinian asked back.

He was really sick to come to her.

This woman, she has been back for so long, but she hasn't found out yet, is she not there? Still looking everywhere!

"Why didn't you see anyone else? Uncle Jin'an is gone, where did they go?" Shi Qian felt that there was no one in such a big house, it was really scary.

"The old man is not here. They are all on vacation today. I guess they won't come back until the old man is discharged from the hospital." Fu Sinian's words were for Shi Qian to make preparations.

When he came back, he didn't see anyone, so he guessed it.

This must be the old man's arrangement.

Here, there are only Shi Qian and him.

This is the so-called cultivation of feelings.

Shi Qian looked around, "No wonder, I haven't seen anyone since I've been back for so long."

Fu Sinian started the wheelchair, turned and left.

Shi Qian hurriedly followed.

The two returned to the living room, but Fu Sinian walked straight to the room without stopping.

"Fu Shao, since everyone is away, I'll make something to eat at night. What do you eat?" Shi Qian shouted to his background.

Fu Sinian stopped, and said three words coldly: "White rice porridge."

Shi Qian: ...

White rice porridge is white rice porridge!

Since he is so simple, her meals are easy to arrange.

She turned and walked towards the kitchen.

In less than an hour, dinner was ready.

At this time, the sky also darkened, leaving only the western sky with a ray of sunset red.

Shi Qian walked to the door of the room and knocked on the door.

"Young Master Fu, the meal is ready."

"En!" Fu Sinian's voice came from the room.

Shi Qian turned and went back to the restaurant.

Fu Sinian came to the restaurant and found a bowl of white rice porridge on the table.

Shi Qian came out of the kitchen with two plates in his hand.

A plate of cold lettuce shreds, and a plate of stir-fried spinach.

After putting down the two dishes, she turned and went back to the kitchen.

A scent of green leaves floated in front of Fu Sinian, and he couldn't help looking at the two dishes.

The shredded lettuce is oily, and the emerald green lettuce is mixed with bright red millet pepper. The color alone is enough to whet the appetite.

She should have also ordered some vinegar. The aroma inspired by the ingredients and seasonings made people salivate.

Fu Sinian didn't have any desire for that dish of spinach.

Shi Qian came out of the kitchen with two more dishes in his hand.

One is tofu omelette. Looking at this dish, the heat is very well controlled. It is golden and golden. The tofu is placed one by one, and each piece is surrounded by golden and crispy eggs, which are burnt on the outside and tender on the inside.

The other one is a small dish of stir-fried chicken legs, boneless chicken legs, plus carrots, mushrooms, green peppers and yellow peppers. The combination of several colors is very bright and has a strong fragrance.

Fu Sinian looked at the white rice porridge in front of him again.

There are two positions between the two, and the contrast is clear.

This woman, she eats four dishes alone!

Shi Qian also noticed the difference between the two. Compared with this, Fu Sinian's bowl of white porridge looked clearer and less watery.

However, he himself is so picky, if he doesn't eat this, he doesn't eat that, what can she do!

Fu Sinian thought that after taking a look, she would consciously take out the dishes and eat them together.

Unexpectedly, Shi Qian started to move his chopsticks!

Shi Qian took a few mouthfuls and found that Fu Sinian hadn't moved yet.

"Fu Shao, there is still porridge in the pot." Shi Qian reminded.

Fu Sinian: ...

He picked up the spoon and took a mouthful of the porridge. As soon as he put it in his mouth, his face changed drastically.

"What's wrong?" Shi Qian asked quickly.