Spoiling wife like life: Husband, let's have a hidden marriage!

It's almost twelve o'clock now. If Gu Jiayan goes on shooting again, he'll have to have lunch first and then continue shooting.

It's really uncertain when it's her turn.

Just thinking it was almost time to put the rice, someone over there shouted, "put the rice, come and get the rice!"

Yi Mianmian gets up and is ready to get dinner.

Before taking two steps, Tang Xiaojun came towards her with two meals. The smile on his face was brighter than the sun.

Looking at such a fresh tang Xiaojun, Yi Mianmian feels that his eyes are wet.

Tang Xiaojun had an accident in her previous life. She went to see her for the last time.

At that time, Tang Xiaojun had no human form.

Her family was crying in the morgue.

The memory is so deep that she still thinks the picture is clear

As soon as Tang Xiaojun approached, he saw Yi Mianmian with red eyes and hurriedly asked, "what's the matter with you? What's wrong with you?"

"Ah? I'm fine."

Easy to blink, only to find tears in his eyes.

She quickly smiled at Tang Xiaojun and said, "the sun is dazzling. Let's go and eat there."

With that, Yi Mianmian stretched out his hand to take another meal in Tang Xiaojun's hand.

Tang Xiaojun looked at Yi Mianmian as he followed her to the shade of the tree.

When they sat down, Tang Xiaojun said; "Mianmian, tell me honestly, is something wrong with you? Is there anything wrong with your mother?"

Tang Xiaojun knows that Yi Mianmian is an orphan. He also knows that Yi Mianmian's biggest pressure now is that the dean's mother needs a lot of medical expenses.

So when she saw Yi Mianmian so strange, she thought something had happened to the dean's mother.

"It's all right. The doctor said during the ward round today that the situation of the dean's mother is much better than before."

With that, Yi Mianmian has opened the lid of the lunch box.

The food in the crew is not rich. A little stewed duck, some bean sprouts or cabbage, and then white rice.

Oh, and a carrot corn bone soup, but only two or three carrots and a little corn can be seen in the soup.

Yi Mianmian puts the soup on the bench, holds the lunch box in his hand and takes a bite of food.

Although she is fond of spicy food, she is not picky about food. Some will do.

"Is it really all right? Mianmian, you can't hide it from me!" Tang Xiaojun also asked Yi Mianmian not to worry.

Yi Mianmian nodded immediately: "well, I won't hide it from you. We are good friends!"

After getting the guarantee, Tang Xiaojun was satisfied.

She gave Yi Mianmian a few pieces of duck in her lunch box and asked her to eat more meat.

Yi Mianmian took the meat back to Tang Xiaojun and said; "You eat. I'm not hungry right now. I can't eat."

She's really not hungry, or she's not hungry, she just can't eat.

The spicy chicken she ate when she met Wang Fengmin last night was very to her appetite, and she couldn't eat a few bites.

She only ate two soup dumplings this morning and couldn't eat any more.

At the moment, looking at the lunch box in her hand, she didn't even want to eat a mouthful if her stomach didn't really seem hungry.

Yi Mianmian thought that this should not be her physical problem, but her psychological problem.

But she couldn't figure out what the problem was.

Tang Xiaojun saw that Yi Mianmian didn't want to lie, so he stopped demanding.

She has a good appetite. She has finished a box of lunch.

Turning around, Yi Mianmian's rice hardly moved.

Tang Xiaojun remembered that Yi Mianmian gave her meat when she buried herself in dinner.