deep love is not afraid of loneliness

004: It's just hard work. Ruan Ruan has been pregnant for nearly five months. This is no longer a painless abortion. It needs to induce labor, and the risk is much higher.In the first year of marriage, her only father passed away, and there were seven aunts and eight aunts left in the family. Except when she asked her to borrow money, she looked like a eunuch, and when she paid back the money, she swore to never have any contact with her at other times. Mutually.

She called the company and asked for two weeks off.Get up early in the morning and make a breakfast for Huo Ting.

The Huo family has no shortage of aunts who cook, but since Ruan Ruan entered the Huo family's door, he only ate breakfast made by Ruan Ruan, and Wu Ruan Ruan only knew how to fry an egg, and nothing else. Squeezing a glass of juice can make apple pomace all over the kitchen.Huo Ting once said that breakfast determines his mood for the day, and after eating Wu Ruanruan's breakfast, he is in the mood to go out to earn money to support his family, and to fight wits and bravery with those messy humans in the company.

These are sweet words from when we were still deeply in love. Although things are different now, Wu Ruanruan still wakes up every morning to make that breakfast.

It's not that she doesn't hate, but she doesn't stop loving so quickly.

Yu Xiao is not like Wu Ruanruan, she is naturally spoiled, she doesn't go out to work when she is light-handed, and she doesn't even bother to pour a glass of water when she is pregnant. Of course, she was born in her family and pregnant with the son of the Huo family. She was asked to go to work and needed water, and someone lined up to pour it for her.

She pinched the water glass with her fingers up, and smiled mockingly at Wu Ruanruan, who was busy in the kitchen, "Take care of your life."

Wu Ruanruan heard it clearly, but she didn't even give her the slightest reaction. She knew that the person who swung the hammer hated hitting the sponge the most.No matter how ugly your words are, what you use is nothing more than your own tongue, and what you say can't reach my heart, how can you hurt me even half of it.

Simple food such as fried eggs naturally cannot enter the mouth of Yu Xiao, who is pregnant with Long Zi. She wants to eat high-end and foreign style, Japan today, France tomorrow, and England later. Every day there will be food on the table Seeing the cheap food that the housekeeper bought from outside, compared to her non-human fireworks, Wu Ruanruan only needs a bowl of rice and a plate of scrambled eggs with tomatoes, which is so easy to feed.

Huo Ting lazily walked down the stairs.

Wearing white slacks and a light gray knitted cardigan, without a T-shirt or shirt as a base, only a fair long neck and a small piece of chest are exposed, the back is straight, thin but not too thin, and a pair of black is worn on the straight bridge of the nose. Framed glasses, freshly blow-dried hair, not as meticulous as in the past, fragments dangling in front of the forehead, looking so good that it is out of this world.

Wu Ruanruan put the disk in her hand on the dining table, and saw this scene, just a little bit, her tears were about to burst into tears, she turned around hastily, and wiped her hands on the apron.

Huo Ting hasn't had a normal vacation for a long time. He figured he should come to Huo's house with a smile on his face. He became more and more busy. The suits were lined up from light gray to heavy black, and the shirts were cycled from pure white to dark blue. There was no day and night. There is no weekend, it's been a long time since he looks so casual, and it's such a special day to accompany her to induce labor.

The clothes and trousers he wore were bought by herself, and she even picked out the glasses for him at Armani.

Wu Ruanruan always likes to hide the shirt he just found out to match the knitted sweater, and pokes his half-open chest lightly with her slender fingers, coveting Huo Ting's sexiness like a silly girl with no integrity.

Huo Ting is still the same Huo Ting, Wu Ruanruan is still the same Wu Ruanruan, Wu Ruanruan can control the temperature of frying eggs unchanged, but there is a crack in their love, at this moment, it feels like a stick in the throat.

Huo Ting didn't see it in the living room. He stood at the door and looked towards the middle of the courtyard. The little girl was digging the grass with a small shovel, and she smiled silently with her mouth open. His careless eyes finally condensed into a gentle warm light , attached to his precious daughter.

Well, I don't have breakfast with him. The child wakes up early and eats early.

Huo Ting put his hands in his pockets, turned around and walked back to the dining room. His eyes fell on the porcelain plate on the table. There were fried eggs, warm milk, and an ordinary breakfast, but someone had to remember that next to the porcelain plate was the financial report of the day. It is a habit that is not normal, but someone needs to be prepared.

The fingers stuck in his pocket couldn't help but clenched tightly, and then relaxed instantly. He took a sip of milk, sat on a chair, and ate breakfast slowly.