With the help of the supermarket aunt, Gu Yi'an chose small ribs, which are said to be more tender and fragrant.

Then I bought other things, such as ginger and coriander, and of course, fruit.

"Miss Qiao, you choose slowly, I'll go first."

"Okay, see you later."

After Gu Yi'an checked out, he went back with a big bag of things.

The room was very quiet, Gu Yi'an walked to the door of Tan Jincheng's room, gently pushed the door open, and took a look. The light in the room was very dim, and the sound of breathing was a little heavy when talking about Jin Cheng sleeper.

Closing the door softly, Gu Yi'an went to the kitchen.

First wash the rice and the ribs, blanch them in boiling water to remove the blood foam. Then put both the rice and the ribs in the pot and add the water.

After thinking about it, Gu Yi'an cut a small piece of ginger, washed it and put it in the porridge, the ginger can remove the fishy and drive away the cold, which should be good for Tan Jincheng's body recovery.

When it was time to cook porridge, I had nothing to do, so I sorted out the books I brought over. Tan Jincheng said that the study room could be divided into half for her, but she still didn't have time to clean up, and the books were piled up in the corner. This porridge will take at least more than an hour to cook, so you can take advantage of this time to tidy up your books.

Tan Jincheng's study is very large, the area of the study is almost as large as the master bedroom, there are very high bookshelves inside, and some books placed on the top have to rely on ladders to get them.

Originally, Gu Yi'an thought that she would clean up slowly, but unexpectedly, Tan Jincheng didn't know when, and added a large bookshelf opposite his bookshelf, as well as a large desk.

Brand new, it looks like it's for her.

At this moment, Gu Yi'an couldn't tell what mood he was in. When she was too busy, she would forget about these little things, but Tan Jincheng actually remembered it, and quietly, she got the bookshelves and desks ready.

Gu Yi'an took a deep breath, walked over slowly, and began to organize his books.

There are a lot of books, but it is not difficult to put them away, and when she sets the books and puts the table away, she goes to the kitchen to see the porridge, the porridge boiled over low heat, the rice grains have been completely boiled, and the fragrance of the pork ribs has also come out.

Add a pinch of salt and serve a bowl of porridge with chopped coriander. Well, it looks good.

Gu Yi'an tasted a little, and the taste was not bad.

Put the porridge on the table, poured another glass of warm water, and then Gu Yi'an went to call Tan Jincheng.

"Wake up."

Tan Jincheng slept very deeply, Gu Yi'an shook him, and he slowly opened his eyes, "An An." ”

"When the porridge is cooked, get up and eat a little before going to sleep."

Tan Jincheng rubbed his messy hair, got up, and frowned, "Sweaty, I'll go take a shower." ”

"Don't." Gu Yi'an hurriedly grabbed Tan Jincheng, "I just sweated, and I went to take a shower immediately and got cold again." Eat first, and then wash after eating. ”

Although the smell of sweat on his body made Tan Jincheng feel unbearable, being grabbed by Gu Yi'an's wrist made him feel that maybe it was not so unbearable not to take a bath.

After washing his face, Tan Jincheng sat down at the dining table.

But when he glanced at the porridge, his face stiffened slightly.

The flavor of coriander is quite strong, and although the taste of ginger is very light, it is also very clear for Tan Jincheng.

"Eat slowly, don't burn it. There's ginger in it, it's good for your body. Gu Yi'an said, "By the way, the bookshelves and desks in the study...... Thank you, I put the books on the table. If you're not used to having people around at work, why don't you make a partition in your study? ”

Tan Jincheng was stunned for a moment and smiled slightly, "No." I'm very engaged in my work, and I won't be affected in any way. ”

"That's good." Gu Yi'an nodded, "Why don't you eat it?" The first time I cooked it, I don't know if it tastes good or not. I tasted it, and it shouldn't be too bad. ”

"Well, it smells good." Tan Jincheng scooped a spoonful of beautifully cooked porridge and slowly put it in his mouth.

If Gu Yi'an looked carefully at this time, he would find that Tan Jincheng's hand holding the spoon was whitened because he was too hard.

Seeing that Tan Jincheng began to eat porridge, Gu Yi'an smiled and turned around to go to the study.

And here, Tan Jincheng finally didn't have to maintain a calm and happy expression anymore, and his face immediately became bitter.

Spit it out?

Not. Tan Jincheng shook his head decisively, how could he spit it out? This is An An's first time cooking porridge, and she can't waste her hard work no matter what.

Eat?

Tan Jincheng's face was simply wonderful. He didn't like to eat ginger since he was a child, he didn't put ginger in any dish he cooked at home, and the same was true of coriander, even if he didn't eat it, he smelled the smell of coriander, and he was a little sick to his stomach.

In front of An An just now, it was already a miracle that he was able to put that spoonful of porridge in his mouth!

Clenched his fists, Tan Jin Cheng swallowed the porridge in his mouth as if he were dead......

It's a torture.

After a mouthful of porridge, a layer of fine and dense beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

But after the first bite was barely eaten, the second and third bites were eaten a lot, at least not as uncomfortable as the first bite.

The porridge is already very warm, plus there is ginger in it, and the empty stomach is immediately warm, and it is really comfortable.

After eating half a bowl, Tan Jincheng found that the taste of ginger and coriander was not so unbearable.

Even Tan Jincheng himself was speechless, could it be that he was really a masochistic physique? Forced to eat, get used to it?

Gu Yi'an would never have imagined that she would cure Tan Shao's tricky taste.

A man who has never eaten ginger and coriander actually finished this bowl of porridge!

In fact, ginger and coriander just have some special tastes, and some people are not used to it and find it unbearable, but in fact, after eating it, there is nothing unaccustomed to it.

The so-called habit is not accustomed, it is just a psychological factor. It's not a poison, it's not an allergen.

When people are hungry to the extreme, there are no things that they are not used to.

In the end, it is still necessary to force.

I'm really forced to eat anything.

Of course, the reason why Tan Shao didn't eat ginger and coriander in the past was just because no one could force him to eat it, and no one dared to force him to eat it.

Tan Jincheng ate two bowls of porridge in a row, although he was still a little uncomfortable with ginger and coriander in the end, but he still ate it in the end, and he didn't vomit it out of his stomach.

Quite a remarkable progress.

Putting down the bowl, Tan Jincheng couldn't help but laugh.

When did he talk about Jin Cheng actually forcing himself to eat something he didn't like?

And eat so sweetly!

Could it be that he is really a masochistic physique? Shake m~!

The thin lips gently hooked a nice arc, well, if the abuser was An An, he might really have masochistic tendencies......