Six years later, she took three milk balls to blow up the world

Chapter 413 My wife cooks noodles for me
The thin heel of Huo Jingya's high-heeled shoes got stuck in the gap of the elevator door. Her feet twisted and she fell to the ground.

The elevator sounded a piercing alarm, Zhan Mochen's eyes darkened, and he turned around to help her up.

"Can you still go?"

"Brother Mo Chen, I have a sprain in my foot. It hurts..."

Huo Jingya bit her lip and gasped, her eyes quickly becoming mist-filled.

Zhan Mochen's eyes fell on her ankle, which had swollen rapidly and the ankle was also a little twisted.

Looking around, no one could help, so Zhan Mochen had no choice but to bend down, pick up Huo Jingya, and walk into the elevator again.

"I'll take you to the hospital."

Huo Jingya kept complaining of pain along the way. When the car arrived at the hospital, her ankle was swollen like a steamed bun and she could not walk even one step.

Zhan Mochen had no choice but to pick up Huo Jingya again and walk towards the emergency room. Huo Jingya clung to Zhan Mochen's neck and snuggled into his arms when he wasn't paying attention.

Zhan Mochen was in a hurry to find a doctor, but he didn't notice Huo Jingya's small movements. He strode into the emergency room and handed her over to the doctor.

The doctor quickly came around and after some diagnosis, he gave a plan.

"This lady's ankle sprain is very serious and she needs to be hospitalized for rest. In addition, she must not exert force, otherwise she may suffer bone fractures."

"so serious?"

Zhan Mochen didn't expect that Huo Jingya just twisted her foot, but it was so serious.

With tears in her eyes, Huo Jingya grabbed Zhan Mochen's sleeve in panic: "Brother Mo Chen, what should I do? I don't have any relatives in the imperial capital..."

Seeing Huo Jingya crying pitifully in pain, Zhan Mochen felt a little soft-hearted.

In the days after his parents died, he was completely despondent and looked at the whole world in gray.

However, Huo Jingya stayed by his side and comforted him carefully.

It can be said that Huo Jingya's company played a big role in his ability to survive those dark days.

Thinking about the past, Zhan Mochen couldn't help but soften his tone: "Don't worry, I'm here."

Although Huo Jingya now makes him feel a little strange, he can't really ignore Huo Jingya due to his childhood friendship and the friendship between the Zhan and Huo families.

Zhan Mochen completed the hospitalization procedures and called Ding Hao to give a brief explanation.

After a while, Ding Haobian arranged for a female assistant to go to the school dormitory and delivered Huo Jingya's change of clothes and daily necessities.

After Huo Jingya was sent to the ward, Huo Jingya complained that she was hungry again. Zhan Mochen ordered someone to buy food for her, and asked Ding Hao to help find a nurse.

By the time everything was done, it was already night.

When Zhan Mochen walked into the house, An Yan had already put three little ones to sleep and was sitting on the sofa reading with a book, obviously waiting for him.

Zhan Mochen walked over and hugged the person into his arms, feeling a little guilty.

"Are you angry that you didn't come back to have dinner with you at noon?"

"No, you are so busy, how can you come back for lunch every day?"

An Yan's eyes were clear, with no sign of anger at all. She just looked at Zhan Mochen distressedly: "Then did you have a good meal at noon?"

"I didn't eat." Zhan Mochen rubbed An Yan's cheek and leaned weakly on her shoulder, deliberately making her feel sorry for him: "I didn't eat lunch, and I didn't eat dinner either. Your husband is going to starve to death."

"Why didn't you tell me earlier? I'll go get you a bowl of noodles now. I don't know what you're so busy with and you don't even eat!"

An Yan became anxious upon hearing this, and quickly pushed Zhan Mochen away, got up and walked towards the kitchen.

Zhan Mochen followed her with a smile and hugged her from behind: "But I don't want to eat now, I just want to eat you..."

The little woman's soft body felt so comfortable in his arms. Zhan Mochen's mind was filled with things he shouldn't have, and his voice was hoarse.

The man's hot breath sprayed on the back of his neck and ears, making An Yan's scalp numb. She picked up the lid of the pot and hit Zhan Mochen on the head: "Go back and sit down, don't mess around!"

"Honey, you murdered your husband!" Zhan Mochen had to let go.

An Yan couldn't help laughing, and she almost dropped the pot in her hand with laughter.

"I'm doing this for your own good. Hurry up and sit down. You'll have something to eat soon." An Yan's six-year career as a single mother has not been limited. For her, making noodles is a piece of cake.

Put the water in the pot and put it on the fire. Then I took out the tomatoes and eggs from the refrigerator. After frying the vegetables, the water was boiling, just in time to cook the noodles.

Zhan Mochen folded his hands on his chest and leaned against the kitchen door. He watched the little woman busy for him without blinking, and felt soft in his heart.

The white light shines on the busy little woman, the pot is steaming hot, and the aroma of the food is fragrant.

This scene is so heartwarming.

He is the husband who returns home late, and the little woman is the wife who is waiting for him to come home. They also have three lovely children.

And his little woman can give him a bowl of noodles with her own hands when he comes home late tired and hungry.

They are also about to welcome a new little life.

Perhaps for many people, this kind of life is ordinary.

But Zhan Mochen felt his heart surge inexplicably, and his eyes even felt a little sore and hot.

"Wife." He called out involuntarily.

An Yan was putting the noodles in a big bowl without looking back: "What's wrong?"

"Wife." Zhan Mochen called again.

The noodles in An Yan's hands were ready, and she turned around in surprise: "What's going on?"

"It's nothing, I just wanted to scream twice."

Zhan Mochen quickly lowered his head, fearing that An Yan would see his dissatisfied red eyes.

However, An Yan came close to him and looked up at him. Her black and white eyes were as bright as glass, which instantly reflected Zhan Mochen's red eyes.

An Yan couldn't laugh or cry: "You are not moved to tears by my bowl of noodles, are you?"

Zhan Mochen didn't answer, he raised his eyebrows, sticking to his character as a domineering boss, and quickly pressed the person into his arms, preventing her from exploring further.

Otherwise, the little woman will definitely laugh at him.

An Yan was anxious: "The noodles...if you don't pour the vegetable soup on them, they will become lumpy!"

"I come."

Zhan Mochen held his wife domineeringly with one hand, poured tomatoes and eggs on the noodles with the other, and walked out of the kitchen with the bowl in hand.

As for the soup that spilled on the ground because of his unfamiliar movements, he just chose to turn a blind eye.

In the dining room, Zhan Mochen devoured a large bowl of noodles and was still a little unsatisfied.

An Yan picked up the bowl and asked with a smile: "Shall I cook you another bowl?"

"No, I'm full."

Zhan Mochen stopped An Yan.

The little woman is already working very hard. He just needs to feel the warmth of the family. There is no need to make his wife work too hard.

Zhan Mochen picked up An Yan and returned to the bedroom, then lay on the bed and explained to her.

"Today I went to look for a house with Huo Jingya. She said she didn't have time in the morning, and you had to take piano lessons with Nuannuan in the afternoon, so she came to see me."

"She went to find you?" An Yan was a little surprised.

Huo Jingya, what does this mean?
She called Huo Jingya in the morning, and Huo Jingya indeed said she was not available.

But she said she would have time to look at the house with her after 02:30, but Huo Jingya didn't look for her. Instead, she skipped her and went to Zhan Mochen?

Something strange flashed through An Yan's heart, and she felt an inexplicable sense of alienation and deliberateness.

Huo Jingya did this because she felt that she was not familiar with her and was closer to Zhan Mochen?
Also, the two of them were childhood sweethearts, so they could talk to each other easily, so it was normal for Huo Jingya to seek out Zhan Mochen.

An Yan was about to lie down when she felt something was wrong.

(End of this chapter)