Wife Capture: Leng Mei Boss loves to the bone

Zhao Ma saw this scene from a distance, and her eyes were slightly moist.

Rubbing his eyes, he smiled and went to the kitchen to lay out the breakfast that had been prepared.

The villa in the middle of the mountain, the huge house, is no longer deserted and deserted in the past, and finally reveals a trace of human breath.

It has been a long time, and there has never been such a warm and harmonious atmosphere.

It wasn't just Ning Xiaotong and Huangfu Lin who had a good night's sleep, Song Gang and Luo Qian were also the couple. Because it was rainy, the sky was still a bit dark.

The unknowingly stretching mountains overlapped one after another, shrouded in thin mist, which looked extraordinarily beautiful.

The pattering rain still showed no sign of stopping, and there were few pedestrians on the road, and it was clear and cold.

Luo Qian opened her eyes, and what caught her eyes was a sharp-edged side face, especially with a hint of fatigue, falling asleep.

The nose is longing, familiar taste, unforgettable, behind him is his warm embrace.

The bodies of the two of them were tightly pressed together, and he could even feel his strong and courageous heartbeat, and his hands tightly wrapped around Song Gang's thin waist, refusing to let go.

Obviously, she just woke up without a trace of sleepiness, but looking at the sleeping face beside her, her eyelids raised and closed slowly.

Burying her head on his warm chest, feeling the scorching heat radiating from his body, Luo Qian's sanity gradually became a little confused, and she fell into a deep sleep again.

When he woke up from this sleep, the figure beside him was no longer there.

Surprised, Luo Qian hurriedly got up from the bed, the quilt was soft and silky to the touch, and it was cold.

She hurried out of the house, but heard rustling noises from the kitchen, Luo Qian was taken aback.

Him, in the kitchen?

Slowly moving her steps, trying not to make a sound, leaning against the door, with messy long hair, Luo Qian stared motionlessly at the person who was facing the ignition stove, with a focused expression.

The movements are not very skilled, and can even be called clumsy.

Crack the eggs carefully, and the egg liquid slowly slides into the pot along the side of the pot, and after a while, it turns golden.

Some egg liquid dripped down the sides of the pan.

Song Gang looked at the egg liquid that flowed out, and paused with the hand holding the spatula, with a somewhat annoyed expression on his face, but he persisted as always.

Unexpectedly, a figure behind him tightly hugged his waist, Song Gang's body froze, and then he was in a hurry, looking at the pot while busy behind his back, unable to take care of it.

There was a faint dampness on his back, and it was cool and refreshing. Hearing this, Song Gang sighed, turned off the fire, turned around and hugged Luo Qian tightly in his arms.

Picking up Luo Qian's face, let her meet his eyes, seeing the tears still welling in those eyes, Song Gang's expression instantly became flustered.

All my life, I was most afraid of girls crying, and I didn't want to, the person crying in front of me was still the person I loved the most.

Raising his hand to gently wipe away the tears on Luo Qian's face, he asked softly, "Shouldn't you be happy to see me? Why are you still crying?"

Hearing this, Luo Qian put away the tears on her face, slightly raised the corners of her lips, and burst into a smile, "I miss you."

Song Gang felt even more pity in his heart, and suddenly embraced Luo Qian in his arms with astonishing strength.

A deep voice slowly rang in Luo Qian's ear, "Don't worry, I will always be by your side from now on."

In fact, Song Gang didn't understand Luo Qian's mood.

In the past few days, I have been flying to London continuously, and rushing back from London non-stop, so busy with my daughter's affairs.