Contracted Husband: Doting on His Wife to the Bone

Chapter 11 Eating
When Feng Ranran returned home, she found that there was no one at home, so she went into the kitchen with the vegetables she bought. Because she was not familiar with An Haoran, even though they were already a legal couple, what they had said could be done with both hands. The count was over, so Feng Ranran didn't bother bothering the busy Mr. An.

Instead, he started to make his own dinner. When the dinner was ready, there was the sound of the door opening.

It was An Haoran. He was holding a briefcase in his hand and was changing shoes at the entrance. The restaurant happened to be only half a wall away from the entrance.

Feng Ranran, who had just come out of the kitchen with the dishes in her hands, was stunned for a while, and then asked a little embarrassed: "Have you eaten? I'm just about to eat. If you don't mind, you can eat together."

Feng Ranran, who thought someone had already eaten and was just saying a few polite words, when she saw An Haoran walking towards him instead of refusing, God knows what she was thinking.

She only made the portion for herself. Because she was in a good mood today, she made more than usual. But for two people, it was obviously a little less.

There are four or five dishes on the table, each portion is unusually small, but you can see its exquisiteness.

I originally wanted to refuse, but the color of the food aroused greed in my stomach, and I changed my mind for a while.

Especially when he saw the surprise and unwelcome look on the woman's face, An Haoran seemed to have lost his usual sense at this time and was rebellious: "Okay."

"..." Feng Ranran regretted her talk.

The two of them each filled half a bowl of rice and were speechless for a moment.

"I thought you had already eaten, so I just cooked my own food."

Feng Ranran rubbed the index finger of her left hand awkwardly.

Someone who had indeed eaten it paused for a second, and then pretended to be normal and said, "I didn't expect you to be good at cooking. It's delicious."

Feng Ranran only smiled and said nothing, but she didn't stop eating. Although her ideal type was sitting opposite her, and she looked really nice and slow while eating, but when it came to eating, Feng Ranran was inexplicably protective of her food.

Maybe it's because in the two years after Feng's father and Feng's mother passed away, the two children suffered a lot and suffered a lot of hunger. In the end, if the old man downstairs hadn't looked down upon him and gave the two little ones a bite to eat, Feng Ranran and her brother were probably gone long ago.

An Haoran seemed to feel the difference in Feng Ranran at the dinner table.

Seeing the dishes on the plate decreasing little by little, he was in a daze for a moment. When he came to his senses, there were no dishes on the table.

Even though the woman opposite ate very quickly, she still looked very good-looking when eating, especially the rice grains on the corners of her mouth, which made her look a bit cute.

"What's wrong? Is there something on my face?"

Feng Ranran wanted to reach out and touch her face, but unexpectedly there was a sudden shadow above her head.

"do not move."

Feng Ranran felt that the man's voice was a little hoarse, she blinked, and the man reached out and took off the rice grains from the corner of her mouth.

When she saw the rice grains, Feng Ranran couldn't help but blush.

It was really embarrassing to be brought to my grandma's house, and I saw the untouched rice in the man's bowl and the dishes on the table that had been cleared away.

Feng Ranran only felt that she could squeeze out a whole room and a living room with her toes.

She said embarrassedly: "Mr. An, you haven't eaten enough yet. Can I go make something for you now?"

"No, I've already eaten."

An Haoran stood up to clean up the dishes, but Feng Ranran didn't dare to let him do it. This man who looked like he had no fingers in the spring water quickly said: "Mr. An, go to work first, I will clean up here."

(End of this chapter)