My Husband, Warm The Bed novel Chapter 1834

Neither Adrienne nor Jefferson was good at cooking, so they weren't very familiar with the ingredients.

From what she remembered, since they had gotten married, Jefferson had only cooked once. During which he had almost burned down the entire kitchen.

Right now, both of them were at the fresh food section of the supermarket, but they had no idea what to buy.

Seafood, meat, vegetables... There were a variety of options. They were having trouble picking what they wanted.

Adrienne looked at Jefferson for help and asked, "What do you think I should get?"

"You can buy whatever you want. You don't have to ask me." Jefferson had even less of a clue than Adrienne.

Adrienne scratched her head and looked embarrassed. "I- I don't know how to cook anything. If I did, I wouldn't be asking you."

Jefferson grumbled discontentedly, "I told you just now that we should go out to eat. Who was the one who insisted on making me soup? Now you're telling me you don't know how to cook anything? Are you trying to make me starve?"

"Wait a minute! I have a solution." Adrienne took out her phone and opened Google to search for soup recipes that were good for recuperation. She smiled generously at Jefferson and assured him, "Mr. Hefner, don't worry. I will search it up and learn."

Jefferson rolled his eyes at her and scolded, "Why didn't you search it up earlier? You'd better not starve me to death."

"How can I starve you to death? You are not that stupid." Adrienne was dumbfounded as she stared at her phone screen. There was too much information that had popped up from her search.

Some people recommended chicken soup, and others recommended vegetable soup... Looking at all this, Adrienne felt like it was even harder for her to choose now.

Jefferson took the phone and questioned, "Are you trying to stall for time?"

"I'll make chicken soup as it has more protein." Adrienne took the phone back and put it in her bag. "Chicken soup it is."

Jefferson knew that this little idiot was no better than him when it came to cooking. It was good enough if she could even cook instant noodles for him. He had no expectations from her to cook anything more advanced than that. "Since you've decided, what are you waiting for?"

"So, you've agreed!" Adrienne hugged his arm happily and rubbed her head against him. "I knew that you aren't just handsome, but you're also very understanding. You are indeed the epitome of a good man of our generation."

"Little idiot, your mouth has become so sweet. Let me have a taste." Before Adrienne could understand what he meant, her lips were sealed by his.

She was stunned at first, and then she struggled with a panic thought, "There are so many people coming and going in this supermarket. Is he trying to put on a show for them?"

Fortunately, Jefferson did not continue. He let go of her as soon as she struggled. Adrienne covered her blushing face and said, "Can't you kiss me when we get home? I don't want to be seen as some circus freak here."

He caressed her head and let out a hearty laugh. "Okay, okay. I won't kiss you here. I'll go home and kiss you to my heart's content."

Adrienne pinched him and commented, "Do you still want to buy chicken?"

Jefferson was still grinning. "Yes, yes..."

Adrienne tried to change the topic, "We can ask the butcher to help us chop and clean the meat. Then we just need to wash and cook it when we get home."

Adrienne felt like she was actually pretty smart. She just hadn't thought of this idea earlier.

Looking at how adorably silly she looked, Jefferson could not help but smile. He reached out to rub her head and teased, "My little idiot, how are you so adorably stupid?"