"I...whether I have it!"

Liang Boyu's words made Guo Jiayi's hand holding the porridge pause, and the spoon fell into the pot and made a clang. She blushed and defended, "I just thought that if I didn't eat the porridge, I should be muddy!"

"hehe……"

Liang Boyu laughed. It seemed that his wife was a shy woman. He liked to see her at a loss.

"Hate, what's so funny!"

Guo Jiayi picked up the served porridge, walked to Liang Boyu, and handed him the bowl directly, "Stop laughing, aren't you hungry? Go and have a porridge!"

"OK!"

Liang Boyu sat at the dining table with a bowl in his hand and said it was a dining table, but in fact it was a simple small square table, shaking, and he didn't dare to press it hard.

"Well, this porridge is cooked well!"

He took a few sips and the taste was good. He saw pickles on the table, and he stretched out a spoon to dig pickles. With pickles, the taste would not be too light.

Guo Jiayi quickly reached out to cover the pickles and said awkwardly, "You'd better stop eating pickles. I've been eating this pickles for two days. I'm afraid you will get rid of your stomach!"

She ate very thickly and had a good stomach, but she was afraid that people from a family background like Liang Boyu would have a delicate stomach and would be bad if they had problems with food.

"You won't even get a bad stomach, how could I do?"

Liang Boyu didn't mind. He took Guo Jiayi's hand away, dug some pickles with a spoon and put them in his mouth. After swallowing it, he praised, "It tastes good, did you make it yourself?"

"Well, my mother likes to make this pickle for guests as a side dish before meals. Although I haven't learned how to cook, I have learned to make this pickle!"

Seeing that Liang Boyu likes to eat, Guo Jiayi said with a smile, "You like to eat. I can make all kinds of side dishes for you in the future, which is very appetizing!"

"OK!"

Liang Boyu nodded and looked at her and asked, "Why don't you drink some of the porridge you make so much?"

"Oh, I ate a lot of spicy hot pot tonight, and my stomach is being full!"

Guo Jiayi saw Liang Boyu frowning, knowing that rich people don’t like to eat these junk foods, so she quickly said, “Actually, I don’t eat spicy hot pot often, I just occasionally eat some greedy foods!”

"That's good!"

Liang Boyu nodded, "If you like to eat, I can ask Mrs. Lin to make it for you. The ones you make at home are always more hygienic!"

"No need!"

Guo Jiayi shook her head, "Actually, I don't like eating very much, but I just happened to pass by and bought some to eat!"

She didn't want to bother others because of these trivial matters, so she simply said that she didn't like eating too much.

"All right!"

Liang Boyu did not continue this topic anymore. While eating porridge, he looked around and asked, "Have you been living here since you came to S City?"

"Um!"

Guo Jiayi nodded and replied, "I came to find a job after graduating from college. I liked this place when I first rented a house. I have lived here for several years. Although this apartment is a bit old, fortunately the rent is cheap and the transportation is convenient!"

"Wife, when you wake up tomorrow, you collect your things and we will go home!"

Liang Boyu likes the word "home". In the past, the villa was just a place where he slept, but now he has married Guo Jiayi and has his own small home. When he has children in the future, his home will be more complete.

"oh!"
Chapter completed!