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Chapter 869: Chapter 872: Romantic Affairs
Forget it, if you don’t want to eat, then don’t eat.
The glutinous rice used for the sticky rice pork belly can serve as a meal in itself, or I can make something else.
Qiao Duo’er puffed up her cheeks, a good man should have this attitude.
Hmm... she should take advantage while she has someone to rely on and make a fuss.
Once the baby comes, she won’t have such blissful days; every day will be filled with feeding, diaper changing, and baby-soothing... just thinking about it gives her a headache.
But that kind of life probably has its own happiness.
After dinner, Tan Zhenghong busied himself in the kitchen again.
Sticky rice pork belly isn’t hard to make, but it tests one’s meticulousness and patience. As long as you have enough time, it won’t turn out too badly.
Qiao Duo’er took a bath and then lazily reclined on the sofa, reading her diary.
However, this time her mind wasn’t completely on the book; after a few pages, she would peek into the kitchen.
Even Qiao Duo’er lost track of how many times she looked, but finally, Tan Zhenghong came over.
The meat was fragrant and rich, blended with the scent of glutinous rice and bamboo leaves; the smell alone was tantalizing.
Duo’er immediately set aside her diary and rushed toward Tan Zhenghong.
"Wife, are you satisfied?"
Tan Zhenghong looked expectantly at his wife, hoping that his diligence would be rewarded with a kiss.
Qiao Duo’er said joyfully, "Very satisfied, stop talking, I need to taste this quickly!"
Tan Zhenghong felt disappointed, was he really less important to Duo’er than some braised pork?
But seeing Duo’er eat with such gusto, he felt relieved. As long as she liked it, what he was most worried about now was not being able to fill his wife’s stomach.
"Be careful, it’s hot. No one is fighting over it with you," Tan Zhenghong reminded.
Qiao Duo’er, with her mouth full of glutinous rice, couldn’t reply to Tan Zhenghong, only nodding in acknowledgment.
Seeing Duo’er enjoy her meal, Tan Zhenghong couldn’t help but swallow his saliva.
It was just an ordinary braised pork dish, but could it really taste that good?
In any case, her eating manners had already tempted him.
The slightly awkward sound caught Duo’er’s ear and she immediately realized her mistake.
Every time she saw something she liked, she would forget that it’s not a good habit to eat alone.
Qiao Duo’er scooped a spoonful: "Here, try some."
"I ate a lot during dinner," Tan Zhenghong shook his head.
Qiao Duo’er stubbornly held up the spoon until he took a bite. Only then did she withdraw her hand and continued to gorge herself.
Before she realized it, more than half of the braised pork had gone into Duo’er’s stomach.
After she finished eating, Duo’er said with a grimace, "I can’t take it anymore, get me a glass of water."
Now, she felt as though her stomach was filled with nothing but oil. She felt slightly better after drinking water but still felt like oil would overflow if she moved.
"How about a walk?" suggested Tan Zhenghong.
Qiao Duo’er nodded; otherwise, she surely wouldn’t be able to sleep at night.
Tan Zhenghong got Qiao Duo’er a cloak and called over Fat Fat and Fatty.
Having them around felt even more reassuring than a guard.
They hadn’t walked far when Duo’er had to stop.
She was exasperated with herself for being so out of shape, hardly able to walk without getting winded.
Qiao Duo’er’s eyes turned, and she quickly got an idea: "Ah Hong, I want to sit on the roof."
In the historical dramas, the male and female leads would often romantically sit on the roof watching the stars, and she had always thought it looked romantic. Since she was here, of course, she needed to experience it.
She just hoped the mosquitoes or anything else wouldn’t come to bother them; that would really ruin the mood.
Tan Zhenghong looked around; they were close to the Xiao Family’s place.
Now, the Xiao Family was a far cry from its former glory, with only a few tile-roofed houses scattered across the fields.
