Sir, Madam is in a gossip again

"Are you starving me? If I don't come in and stare at you, you'll be lazy here. " Ji Liangchuan's tone was hard, and he didn't want to be beaten.

Nangong Cheng was smoking fiercely at the corners of his mouth. He couldn't move. He was not small in temper.

Show a smelly face to who??

It's ridiculous that she doesn't owe him, but she can't lose her temper.

After all

She is cultured.

"Just wait another half an hour. Go and have a rest first." Nangong Cheng said with a good temper.

Ji Liangchuan seemed as if he hadn't heard it. His eyes had been staring at Nangong Cheng. She was too thin. A gust of wind can blow away. Where did you go after eating so much?

Seeing Ji Liangchuan's indifferent appearance, Nangong Cheng didn't care about his existence and continued to be busy with breakfast.

When Nangong Cheng turned around again, the door was empty.

Breakfast has been on the table for an hour, four dishes and one soup. Although it doesn't sell well, it tastes good.

These dishes were learned by Nangong Cheng with Han Jingshu, because these dishes are also my brother's favorite.

"Just make do with it. My cooking is not very good." Nangong Cheng said.

"Make do." Ji Liangchuan said while eating.

Nangong Cheng didn't speak. They silently solved the food on the plate.

After eating and drinking, Ji Liangchuan leaned comfortably on the sofa. Watching Nangong Cheng clean up the table quickly. He seems to be looking forward to such a life. Unfortunately, his wife never cooks.

Ji Liangchuan lay down and suddenly felt sleepy. He couldn't drive away, so he fell asleep.

Nangong Cheng tidied up the kitchen and returned to the hall again. At a glance, she saw the man who had fallen asleep on the sofa, took out a thin quilt and gently put it on him.

Nangong Cheng sat down gently. She just looked at the sleeping man.

He is still the same as before. Even when he is asleep, his eyebrows are locked. He seems to have something on his mind. I don't know what he is still worried about in his sleep.

Nangong Cheng's eyes have been staring at his scar. Will it leave traces? How can a perfect man like him bear it?

"Wife..."

Ji Liangchuan whispered in his dream. His wife made Nangong Cheng cry.

Nangong Cheng gently held Ji Liangchuan's hand, covered his mouth with one hand and choked quietly.

She hated him, but she loved him. She also wants to put it down, but he often appears around her life.

How hard it is to forget.

She also thought that if Ji Liangchuan fell in love with another woman one day, she would walk away without care.

However, when things happened, she still couldn't do it. Even if he was cruel, Nangong Cheng still couldn't see him uncomfortable.

She's really cheap.

It's too cheap

Nangong Cheng dried her tears. She didn't look at Ji Liangchuan any more. Her life with him shouldn't be like this.

Nangong Cheng returned to her bedroom and sat in front of the huge dresser.

His eyes turned red and his face was pale. He was as wronged and pitiful as an abandoned woman.

But what did she pity?

This is the man he suffered and had to marry.

By now... It's time to give up.

Buzzing

Nangongcheng's mobile phone suddenly rings. The caller is Li Xue. At this time, Li Xue is in a hurry.