Chapter 155 : I've Even Eaten The Saliva, So Why Are You Talking About Mysophobia?

Gu Nian was confused, how to call him?

Chu Zhaoyang took out his phone and dialed the number, and turned to explain to her: "He opened a hot pot restaurant."

Not long after the words fell, Yan Beicheng picked up the conversation.

"It's rare, Old Chu, to take the initiative to call me. What's the matter?" Yan Beicheng asked on the phone.

"Let your hotpot restaurant bring hotpot to Chutian Hospital to eat in the evening." Chu Zhaoyang said, "WeChat me the menu in a moment."

"How to send it to the hospital?" Yan Beicheng asked strangely, "Last time our store sent hot pot to the hospital, Chengzhi was injured. This time, are you injured?"

"No, just bring it over." Chu Zhaoyang didn't explain much.

"Sure." Yan Beicheng responded, "Send me everything you want via WeChat soon."

He then hung up the phone, Chu Zhaoyang sat next to Gu Nian.

"Just take off your shoes and come up and sit." Gu Nian moved to the side and patted the place next to her.

Chu Zhaoyang glanced, silently took off his leather shoes, got on the bed, and sat side by side with Gu Nian.

"What do you want to eat at night?" Chu Zhaoyang asked.

"Squid balls, fish balls, shrimp balls, beef balls, duck blood, konjac shreds, crab sticks, yellow throat..." Gu Nian ordered a lot in one breath, "and some fat beef."

"…" Chu Zhaoyang raised his eyebrows, "Can you eat so much?"

"Isn't there still you?" Gu Nian stretched out her hand through his arm, walked around and played with her phone.

Chu Zhaoyang looked down at his belly and remained silent.

Chu Zhaoyang reported to Yan Beicheng what Gu Nian wanted to eat and the room number.

After a while, the confinement center sent two bowls of ramen. The red oil chili was served in separate small bowls so that they could use it according to their own taste.

The delicate white ceramic bowl was covered with plastic wrap and a matching ceramic lid to keep it warm.

Chu Zhaoyang asked someone to put the ramen noodles on the bed table and then left.

After closing the door and coming back, Gu Nian had already opened the lids of the two bowls of ramen and peeled off the plastic wrap.

Chu Zhaoyang couldn't eat spicy food very well, because he was kidnapped when he was a child and was tortured there, which damaged his stomach.

Although he will take good care of himself in the future, he won't be able to eat too spicy.

In the past, when he went out to parties with Yan Beicheng and the others, he would sometimes go to a hot pot restaurant in Yan Beicheng. They would call it Yuanyang Hot Pot. Chu Zhaoyang would mostly cook it in a bone soup pot. Occasionally he would eat a little bit of the spicy pot, but not too much.

Chu Zhaoyang and Gu Nian sat side by side on the bed. He looked at the scene between the two of them and felt that they were very close.

Then, she saw Gu Nian digging a big spoonful of chili into her bowl.

The surface of the noodle soup was immediately covered with a thick layer of red oil, making it a bright red color.

Gu Nian picked up a piece of noodles with chopsticks, blew on it a few times, and then inhaled it.

"I didn't expect that the confinement center next door made it so delicious. It's so authentic!" Gu Nian smiled happily as she ate the hot soup, which instantly warmed her stomach.

The chili pepper was burning, starting from the stomach and spreading to all parts of the body, making it warm.

Chu Zhaoyang glanced at the heavy flavor in her bowl and silently ate his original ramen.

"Because people from all over the world live in City B, they come to the confinement center and have different tastes, so the confinement center hires chefs from various major cuisines to satisfy the tastes of the guests." Chu Zhaoyang explained.

Slowly, he was learning to talk to Gu Nian more.

Just like learning to smile at Gu Nian, he was also willing to talk to her more.

If she didn't understand something, he was willing to explain it.

"No wonder." Gu Nian ate happily.

The chef made her a big bowl, which was far more than she could eat.

When Gu Nian was hungry, she ate most of the bowl and couldn't eat any more.

She leaned against the raised bed head with her bulging belly and praised: "I'm so full! It's so delicious."

Chu Zhaoyang silently ate his own bowl and prepared to eat Gu Nian's.

When Gu Nian saw it, she quickly stopped him: "Don't eat it!"

Chu Zhaoyang explained with a paralyzed face: "I read on the Internet that boyfriends are responsible for eating the leftover meals of their girlfriends."

"..." Gu Nian hugged him, "Are you stupid? It's so spicy and you have a bad stomach. Why do you eat it? This is not a must-have for a boyfriend. You don't need to do it. If I eat something that is not spicy in the future, you will eat."

Chu Zhaoyang was still looking at Gu Nian's small bowl of noodles longingly, imagining in his mind that Gu Nian would take a photo, post it on Weibo, Moments, etc., and show off and say: "I can't finish the meal, and the rest will be left to the boyfriend!"

He thought about it, it's all beautiful.

Gu Nian held Chu Zhaoyang's face with both hands, kissed him, and entered his mouth very boldly.

Chu Zhaoyang's eyes widened in surprise. He didn't expect Gu Nian to be so proactive!

He immediately seized the opportunity, clasped the back of her head with one hand, pressed her directly onto the bed, and kissed her deeper and fiercer.

After a while, Chu Zhaoyang's face turned red.

Slowly letting go of Gu Nian, Gu Nian asked, "Is it spicy?"

"…" Chu Zhaoyang licked his lips, "Spicy."

Gu Nian happily pushed him away, fished out the noodles separately, and put them into Chu Zhaoyang's bowl.

The clear soup was stained by the slightly spicy oil on the surface, with a few reddish oily flowers floating on it.

Gu Nian tasted it herself and determined that it was within the acceptable range of Chu Zhaoyang, so he said: "Hey, boyfriend, you can eat it now."

Chu Zhaoyang's eyes flashed with pleasure and he quickly ate all Gu Nian's noodles.

"Give me whatever is left in the future." Chu Zhaoyang said, feeling very proud.

This was the boyfriend's duty!

Gu Nian rested her elbows on the table and gently supported her chin with her palms: "Don't you have mysophobia?"

Chu Zhaoyang took out a tissue from the tissue box, wiped Gu Nian's mouth first, then wiped himself clean, and said, "Nothing for you."

He crumpled the tissue into a ball and threw it away: "I've even eaten the saliva, so why are you talking about mysophobia?"

Gu Nian: "..."

"That's right." Chu Zhaoyang said, took out his phone and pulled Gu Nian into the "8864" WeChat group.

In this group, there were all eight major families and a few of their particularly close buddies.

If you were single, and you were sure that the person you wanted to marry was the person you wanted to marry, you will bring your girlfriend or wife into the relationship.

At the beginning, Qi Chengzhi and his friends had just confirmed their relationship with their wives, and they had already attracted everyone into the group.

Because he had many things to do and had been busy fighting against Organization R, Chu Zhaoyang had not logged into WeChat for a long time, so he had no chance to bring Gu Nian in.

At that time when he saw Qi Chengzhi dragging Song Yu into the group, he quietly decided in his heart that when he found a girlfriend, he would definitely be awesome.

"You log in to WeChat." Chu Zhaoyang said, "I've drawn you into a group of several of our friends."

Gu Nian immediately clicked on WeChat and saw an invitation notification, and at the same time, there was an additional group on the desktop.

Eight eight sixty-four.

A message flashes in the upper right corner of the icon.

Gu Nian was a little nervous and didn't know what to say when she went in.

She clicked in to take a look and found that Song Yu and the others were also there, welcoming her.

There were text and pictures.

Gu Nian smiled and said three words: "Hello everyone."

Unprepared, the phone was suddenly taken away by Chu Zhaoyang.

Then she saw Chu Zhaoyang holding her phone and taking a photo of the two empty bowls of ramen.

"What do you want to do?" Gu Nian asked strangely.

Chu Zhaoyang said nothing and directly handed his phone to Gu Nian: "You use this first."

What on earth did he want to do?

Gu Nian looked down at his phone and found that it was quite novel to use his phone.

It's just that the screen was locked because she haven't moved it for a long time.

Gu Nian took his phone and waved it in front of his eyes: "I can't open it."

Chu Zhaoyang took it over, but directly clicked on settings, added fingerprints, and asked Gu Nian: "Which finger do you prefer?"

Gu Nian raised her thumb and shook it, and Chu Zhaoyang used her thumb to record it on his mobile phone.

After a while, it was set up.

Gu Nian excitedly unlocked the lock with his fingerprint and logged into Chu Zhaoyang's WeChat account.

"You make it so easy for me to look at your phone, so you're not afraid that I'll see anything on your phone that I can't see?" Gu Nian asked with a smile.

"There's nothing you can't see." Chu Zhaoyang raised his head and glanced at her with a smile in his eyes.

Since Chu Zhaoyang was not worried, Gu Nian simply held her chin and clicked into the photo album on his phone. As a result, there were only a few photos in it, nothing interesting at all.