Chapter 7: Is my husband so beautiful?

"Oh...what's wrong with you?" Su Jintang hurriedly stood firm, afraid that he wouldn't be able to hold him up. "Are you fainting from hunger? Why don't we order some takeaway?"

Fu Beiyao whispered in her ear in a weak tone, "The distance is too far beyond the rider's delivery range."

"What? What are you saying? Then you usually..." Before Su Jintang finished speaking, she suddenly noticed the empty instant noodles box in the trash can, and there were at least three or four, "Do you usually eat these?"

How can that work?

A seriously ill person who relies on these things to fill his stomach every day?

No wonder the situation worsens!

"Or why should I go to the supermarket to buy some vegetables?" Su Jintang volunteered, "I'll make it for you to eat?"

"Yes...I'll take you there."

"Can you leave?" Su Jintang tried hard to support him, a little suspicious. He was afraid he didn't even have the strength to stand firm, right?

"As long as you support me... it's okay..." His hand was put on her shoulder again and leaned against her to help him.

"Then let's set off now?" Su Jintang tried hard to help him stabilize.

Fu Beiyao nodded.

In fact, he never eats junk food. The instant noodles were left by his assistant. Before leaving, he forgot to take the garbage bag away. She happened to be seen by her...

OK, take this opportunity to try out how this little wife cooks.

"Do you usually travel in a wheelchair?" Su Jintang didn't expect that he lived in such a big house, without even a scooter, and could only sit in a wheelchair. He suddenly felt a little sympathetic, "I'll push you? Do you have no other relatives? You usually live here alone?"

"Um."

"Then I'll agree first... At most, we are considered an employment relationship now. Although we have the name of a husband and wife, we cannot be a husband and wife..."

Fu Beiyao found it interesting, so he deliberately coughed twice and pretended to be weak, "What do you think I can do to you like this now?"

"..." That's the same, Su Jintang suddenly felt that she was thinking too much.

When he arrived at the supermarket, Su Jintang pushed him and put the selected vegetables into the basket on his thigh.

"Do you like eating eggplant? I can make braised eggplant..."

"Where is the beef? Do you like it? The beef I fried in green pepper is so delicious. It's not that I brag..."

"Do you want to eat steak? Go back and fry a steak for you?"

"Do you like to eat golden pomfret?"

Fu Beiyao looked like he had no desires and no desires, "It's up to you."

He remembered that the information sent by his assistant said: Four years of self-reliance in college.

So, her cooking skills should be very good?

"Look, such a beautiful person is actually a cripple. It's such a waste of his face."

"If he could stand up, he should be 1.9 meters tall, right?"

"It really ruined that little girl... I was young and followed such a waste."

"Rich people basically don't go to supermarkets, so the man should be very poor, right?"

"Girls like to look good... After all, they are young and ignorant."

"You have to choose rich people to choose men..."

Su Jintang, who was picking vegetables, heard the discussions of several aunts around him, and subconsciously glanced at Fu Beiyao. He had been sitting in a wheelchair and didn't speak. He should feel very uncomfortable, right?
Chapter completed!