Gong Shao pursues his wife, please keep a low profile

Chapter 1021 That is the hostess...

But this does not mean that her life will not be in danger.

After she could get out of bed, Jing Wanwan asked her servant to come back from buying vegetables, and was going to cook to thank her herself. She also specially called the Dijing Villa, hoping that Gong Chenyan would come and eat with An Luo.

An Luo didn't refuse Jing Yan's phone call, and took her daughter there.

The two children who were about the same age were very happy to meet and went to the room to play together.

At this time, Jing Wanwan put the freshly peeled fruit on the table and said, "When you were in the army, you only ate grapes that were moderately sweet and sour. I tried it, and it happened that you liked it."

The stern man nodded casually: "I rarely eat fruit now."

"You try it."

As she said that, Jing Wanwan directly took one off and handed it to him, as if she didn't consider whether the man in front of her was married, and whether such a behavior would be too intimate.

Gong Chenyan raised her eyebrows slightly and took it. Seeing this, Jing Wanwan smiled, and then picked up another one and handed it to An Luo who was looking at her: "Madam Gong, try it too."

"Just call me An Luo."

After finishing speaking, An Luo tasted it, then raised his eyebrows: "It's a bit sweet, I don't like it very much."

The smile on Jing Wanwan's face froze slightly, but she didn't show it: "You don't like it, but Shen Yan—"

Before she finished speaking, the stern man also said, "I also eat less grapes now, but thank you for remembering."

Unexpectedly, he would answer like this, Jing Wanwan was slightly disappointed, but quickly regained her composure: "Well, there are other fruits, you... what do you like, I'll wash it."

"Miss Jing, your body is just a little better, let me wash it."

This is the villa that Gong Chenyan bought, and now An Luo is his wife, that is, the hostess.

Even if Jing Wanwan lived here temporarily, it was only for the guests. An Luo stood up gracefully and walked towards the kitchen.

Seeing this, Jing Wanwan's eyes darkened, then she smiled and looked at the man: "I'll help."

Gong Chenyan replied yes.

Compared to Jing Wanwan, he didn't want An Luo to be tired.

The kitchen of this villa is quite big, and two people can stand there effortlessly. An Luo washed the cherries and said, "Le Yan likes to eat this. Shen Yan is not very interested in fruit, and he would only eat it every time I feed him."

Jing Wanwan pursed her lips, her tone was a little light: "Really."

"Yes, he liked many things before, but it doesn't mean he likes them now."

"..."

Seemingly unaware of the other party's silence, An Luo continued: "I heard that Miss Jing saved Shen Yan, thank you."

Hearing her words, Jing Wanwan kept a smile on her face: "It is right to save him, after all..."

After a pause for a few seconds, she continued: "After all, Shen Yan is my officer, the leader of the hunter group, and his life is more important than my own."

"That was in the past. Now Shen Yan is no longer a member of the hunter group, and neither is Miss Jing, so you don't have to put such a heavy burden on yourself anymore. Take care of Shen Yan's work. I will take full responsibility in the future."

Neither of them had any emotional ups and downs in their tone, but An Luo's words seemed to be hidden between the lines. Jing Wanwan frowned coldly: "Miss An has never experienced it, so she may not be able to understand the feeling of fighting side by side. We went through life and death together, and in my heart he will always be a hero and someone I admire."

Pausing for a few seconds, he seemed to be deliberately explaining something: "Of course, I believe that other members of the hunter group think the same way, so Miss An doesn't need to misunderstand."

An Luo washed the cherries seriously, and smiled slightly: "I didn't misunderstand, and I won't misunderstand. People who admire him should be able to go around the new city a few times, right? As I said, I have that heart, Miss Jing, don't worry."

(End of this chapter)