When she walked into the living room and saw the steaming millet porridge on the dining table, Jiang Wan was a little stunned.

She looked at the man who was still busy in the kitchen, and a warm current flowed through her heart, and she walked towards him, "Zhou Beishen."

She called him softly, and the man turned around with a smile on his lips, "Are you awake? Are you feeling better?"

"Well, it's much better." Jiang Wan nodded, walked towards him, and saw that he was actually making steamed buns.

For a moment, Jiang Wan didn't know what to say, "What time did you wake up?"

"I don't remember, it seems like it's not very bright yet." The man smiled and didn't care.

It was also his first time making steamed stuffed buns, so he wasn't very familiar with it, but fortunately he had some culinary talent, so it wasn't a failure.

The man was about to ask her to eat breakfast, but in the next second, a warm body was thrown into his arms, "Zhou Beishen, why are you being so nice to me?"

Although she had never accepted this man and was still hesitating, Zhou Beishen was so kind to her that even if his heart was as hard as hers at this moment, he couldn't remain indifferent.

Feeling the warmth coming from his chest, Zhou Bei bowed his head deeply, looked at the person in his arms, then raised his hand, and hugged her tightly, "You are wrong, I am not good to you at all, if I really treat you well, once How could it hurt you?"

Zhou Beishen has always regretted that when Jiang Wan was his wife, he didn't treat her well, and he didn't cherish her when she became his girlfriend.

What is this insignificant thing now, it is just a compensation after the fact, in his opinion, it is worthless.

"Let him get over what happened before. In fact, it's not all your fault." Jiang Wan came out of his arms, knowing in her heart that she couldn't blame him for what happened before.

Originally, they got married in a hurry, and it was normal for Zhou Beishen to complain to her at that time, and even though he never came to see him, he did not do anything to hurt her.

In fact, thinking about it now, I just couldn't swallow that breath back then.

Hearing what she said, Zhou Beishen's eyes lit up, "Wanwan, so you forgive me for the foolish things I did?"

"Yeah." Jiang Wan nodded.

Zhou Beishen was very happy, a smile appeared on his face, and he didn't hide it at all, "Thank you."

"Let's have breakfast, don't be too busy." Jiang Wan said, turned around and walked out of the kitchen with some embarrassment.

Zhou Beishen was still smiling, but he didn't refuse. He brought the steamed steamed buns to the dining table, "Taste how it tastes, and give me some advice, so I can improve it next time."

Jiang Wan tasted one, the tails of her eyes slightly raised, "It's delicious, there's nothing to improve."

Zhou Beishen is really talented in cooking. Even though it was his first time cooking, Jiang Wan still thought it was delicious, even comparable to those sold outside.

"If you like it, I'll cook it for you every morning from now on." Zhou Beishen was naturally happy when his cooking was recognized.

What's more, the person who recognized it was Jiang Wan, so the joy would be multiplied several times.

Hearing what he said, Jiang Wan hurriedly waved her hands, "No, no, it's too troublesome, there's no need to do this."

Zhou Beishen is a busy person, if he wasted so much time every day making her breakfast, she would feel very sorry.

"No trouble, as long as you like." He looked at him with some concentration.

Jiang Wan was taken aback, coughed dryly, and relieved the excitement in her heart, "It's really unnecessary, no matter how delicious it is, you can't eat it every day."

"That's right, then tell me when you want to eat it, and I'll make it for you again." Zhou Beishen agreed with this, so he didn't continue to insist.

Jiang Wan said hello and didn't speak again.