Pregnant After Healing the Alpha

Chapter 95: Chapter 89: Zhan Qipei Cooks Noodles for Qiao Jing for the First Time

Qiao Jing looked at Zhan Qipei’s shoulder, her face showing an unexpected expression.

Was he comforting her?

Though to her, Zhan Qipei was just a relative with a legal relationship, her husband in name, he was also the most familiar stranger.

Yet, it was this person who brought her an indescribable warmth at this moment.

“Thank you,” she said hoarsely, sincerely.

Listening to her, Zhan Qipei’s already furrowed brows tightened even more.

He didn’t want to hear her thank you; he would rather have Qiao Jing lean on his shoulder.

That still wasn’t enough for him; he really wanted… really wanted to hold Qiao Jing in his embrace to comfort her.

Though he wanted to, Zhan Qipei ultimately did not do so, because… after all, their marriage was only a contract, and he had no place to do such a thing to her.

Just then, “gurgle gurgle gurgle—” a stomach sounded its drumbeat.

Zhan Qipei looked towards Qiao Jing’s stomach, and as soon as he did, his own belly also “grrr—” grumbled.

Now nobody was embarrassed anymore; no one had room to talk about the other.

Qiao Jing stood up, “There’s still some noodles and tomatoes in the fridge, I’ll whip up a tomato and egg noodle dish, and we can just eat something simple.”

“I’ll do it,” Zhan Qipei said, seeing the tear stains that hadn’t fully dried on Qiao Jing’s face, and he couldn’t bear to have her cook again.

“You know how?” Qiao Jing asked, raising an eyebrow in question.

Zhan Qipei nodded, “Yes.”

“Oh, then you do it.” She wasn’t in the mood for cooking right now, and if it were just her, maybe she wouldn’t even eat.

After taking out the ingredients from the fridge, the first thing Zhan Qipei did in the kitchen was to take out his phone and look up how to make tomato and egg noodles.

He had never cooked before; him saying he could was entirely for the sake of his male pride.

“First, pour the oil, then crack the eggs into the pan…”

Zhan Qipei followed the steps and started to make the noodles.

How much oil to pour?

Is that a question?

moment, Qiao Jing’s voice came from outside the

you sure you don’t

and he poured half a wok full

that seemed a bit too much,

wasn’t sure

need, I can do

Qiao Jing stopped walking towards the kitchen and instead went to her suitcase, taking things out one

in the room, while Zhan Qipei

and Zhan Qipei brought out a bowl of

“Eat up.”

come there’s only one bowl? Aren’t you eating?” Qiao Jing

to lose weight lately.” Actually, he had

and he didn’t know how much to use to get it just right. To have managed to

Jing glanced at Zhan Qipei’s figure, “You have indeed gained some weight recently,

face changed in

fault was it that he’d gained weight? Wasn’t it your cooking that was too

his own belly,

noticed the man’s action and

I think you look better now; you were too skinny before. You have more of a manly presence now,

Qipei was pleased

give you a sense of security

at all,” Qiao

Zhan Qipei’s face stiffened.

comes from myself; I

not happy. His gaze shifted, landing

every day, how

Nine and a half out of ten girls he saw were always fussing about

Jing was different; she wasn’t fussy at all, eating heartily at every meal, consuming as much as, if not more

put on weight, how

special constitution; I don’t gain weight no matter what I eat,”

Qipei expressed

should eat your noodles quickly; they’re getting

want to continue the topic anymore, thinking to himself how lucky he was to be a man.

Qiao Jing nodded, lifted the noodles with her chopsticks, blew on them, and put

Stopped.

later, Qiao Jing just slightly furrowed her eyebrows and then

she had no

noodles; he didn’t set his expectations too high. As long as

Zhan Qipei was thinking this, Qiao Jing received a

holding her phone, stepped out

table still more than half full of noodles, his Adam’s apple moved slightly. More than being hungry, he