Wife contract has expired: want to remarry, no way!

However, at that time, Han Jingchu didn't come back to Han garden every day.

It's rare to come back and see all the dishes on that table. He threw them into the dustbin without sparing.

She was not very good at cooking. Sometimes when cutting vegetables, she often cut her fingers. The most serious one was that ten fingers were wrapped with band aids.

However, watching the carefully prepared dishes poured out by a man, she was really sad and sad

She decided that Han Jingchu would not eat her dishes, so she never cooked again.

"Why are you stunned? Do you want me to say it again?" Seeing Tang Wanliang standing still, Han Jingchu shouted at her.

"I know..." Tang Wanliang nodded and admitted his life into the kitchen.

Seeing the woman's back into the kitchen, Han Jingchu was relieved.

When he came back just now, he found that Aunt Fang was not in Hanyuan. He specially called aunt Fang and heard that the dead woman hasn't eaten well these days

Do you want to starve yourself so that the old man can accuse him? He won't give her this chance!

Tang Wanliang went into the kitchen and opened the refrigerator. Fortunately, there were enough ingredients in the refrigerator.

A bundle of fine noodles, a handful of green fresh vegetables, two eggs

She hasn't cooked for a long time, so her movements are strange. Hot pot, fried eggs, hot water, the following, everything goes on step by step.

At this time, Han Jingchu, who smelled the fragrance on the second floor, walked downstairs.

Tall figure, standing at the kitchen door, his hands around his chest, admiring the busy little woman in the kitchen.

The meticulous ponytail, which was combed before, is now a little fluffy. There are two broken hair on the forehead, which naturally fall on both cheeks.

With an apron tied around her slender waist, she stood there with her back to him, holding a pot in one hand and a shovel in the other, flipping fried eggs in the pot.

When I was cooking, Tang Wanliang met Han Jingchu for the first time.

It looks unexpected and a little hooked... Even, it seems to tease him

Just then, in the oil pan, there was a Zizi sound during frying, and a burst of egg fragrance smelled.

When the fried egg was finished, Tang Wanliang hurried to get a small bowl.

The next moment, a grain of hot oil spilled from the pot and splashed on her fingers.

Tang Wan hissed in cold pain. Before he could reach out to see the wound, his fingers were clenched by the man behind him.

"Han Jingchu... You, why did you come in?" Tang Wanliang was surprised.

I saw that the man grabbed her fingers strongly and blew gently at the red and swollen place after splashing hot oil.

"You stupid woman can't even eat noodles!" Han Jingchu complained angrily, grabbed the woman's hand, turned on the tap and stretched out under the cold water.

Being washed by cold water, the burning pain on my fingers was relieved. Although he was scolded by Han Jingchu, Tang Wanliang was still happy“ I just accidentally burned my hand, which is inevitable... "

"Let's go aside. If you don't know the following, don't try to be brave." Han Jingchu pushed her aside and pulled the sleeves of her home clothes to the corners of her arms.

"Han Jingchu, aren't you going to cook?" Tang Wanliang stared unbelievably. She never imagined that a big president like Han Jingchu could cook.

"Why not?" Han Jingchu naturally asked a rhetorical question.

"Yes, you has the final say." Tang Wanliang held her fingers and let her go.

"There's a band aid in the cabinet in the living room. Go and bandage it." Han Jingchu pretended to inadvertently face Tang Wanliang as he took the fried eggs out of the pot.

"I see." Tang Wanliang skimmed his lips and walked towards the living room. Looking back, he looked at the kitchen uneasily and saw Han Jingchu skillfully fiddling with noodles.

I have to say that the man in the kitchen is very charming, and Tang Wanliang is hot in his heart.

When Han Jingchu came out from the kitchen with two bowls of delicious noodles, he saw that Tang Wanliang had been wrapped up. He shouted at her.

"Tang Wanliang, come and have noodles."

Tang Wanliang was stunned again. "Do I have a share?" She thought it was just that he was hungry and wanted to eat.

"Don't talk nonsense, come here!" Han Jingchu's angry way seemed to return to the man who hated and hated her.

When Tang Wanliang walked over, he saw two bowls of vegetable and egg noodles on the table. They were full of color, smell and taste.

Originally, I didn't eat anything all day. My stomach began to coo uncontrollably twice.

Tang Wanliang blushed awkwardly. After staring at Han Jingchu, she quickly lowered her head, opened her stool and sat down opposite.

"Try it!" Han Jingchu ordered her with a straight face.

In fact, this is the first time President Han Da has given noodles to others. It is inevitable that he has some tension and expectations in his heart.

"OK." Tang Wanliang nodded, grabbed his chopsticks and took a sip of noodles. The taste was better than the noodles she cooked. She couldn't help taking a few more bites.

Hearing the rustling sound when she sucked noodles, Han Jingchu's eyebrow jumped a little proud, "Mrs. Han, is your husband delicious below?"

"Delicious!" Tang Wanliang's mouth is full of noodles. He doesn't forget to extend his thumb and praise Han Jingchu.

"Do you still want to eat under me in the future?" Han Jingchu leaned down and stared at Tang Wanliang with flying eyebrows, and went further.

"Want to eat..." after the word blurted out, Tang Wanliang realized that she had been teased by Han Jingchu, and her small face suddenly turned red.

After quickly swallowing the food in her mouth, she quickly waved her hands, stared at Han Jingchu and explained, "I just listened to the waiter... I didn't mean that..."

"What do you mean?" Han Jingchu asked triumphantly, his tone mixed with a bit of ambiguity.

"You... You just did it on purpose..." Tang Wanliang gritted his teeth.

"What did I do on purpose? I really don't remember what I just said, Tang Wanliang. Can you repeat it and remind me? " Han Jingchu held his chin and picked his eyebrows.

"You..." Tang Wanliang's face was red and dry, and she wrinkled a pair of show eyebrows. She couldn't say the following words. Finally, she could only stomp her feet in anger.

Han Jingchu has this special skill. It's easy to make her angry and unable to fight back.

Tang Wanliang's discouraged version stopped arguing with him, picked up chopsticks and continued to eat noodles.

After Tang Wanliang was successful, Han Jingchu successfully raised his eyebrows, opened his stool and sat down.

They sat opposite each other in the dining room, rustling and eating delicious noodles.

Han Jingchu sits opposite Tang Wanliang, so she can just look up to the man's handsome face.

For a moment, Tang Wanliang suddenly felt at home. Now they really eat at home like an ordinary couple.

The next second, she shook her head again and thought that her idea was too ridiculous. They were just husband and wife. How could they be like husband and wife again.

"What are you thinking? I think your husband is too handsome and attracted?" When Han Jingchu found his little wife peeking at him, the man bent his thin lips and joked.

"I... didn't..." Tang Wanliang immediately revived, his cheeks hot, like a thief, who was caught on the spot.

So they were not talking, and there was only the sound of noodles sucking and sucking in the dining room.

The room is quiet.

However, this beauty was finally broken by an untimely phone call.

The mobile phone on the table vibrated.

Tang Wanliang's meal was Han Jingchu's mobile phone. Subconsciously, she glanced at the mobile phone screen. The word "an" pierced into her eyes.

The heart seemed to be fiercely stabbed by a nail, as if it was deliberately reminding her that the man in front of her didn't belong to her at all, and there was always a su Weian between them.

"You answer the phone. I'm ready to do the dishes first." Tang Wanliang got up from her seat and pretended to be generous. In fact, she was bleeding in her heart.

"Tang..." Han Jingchu looked at her and wanted to call her.

However, her full name has not been called completely. The woman has carried the noodle bowl into the kitchen, as if she was deliberately avoiding him.

Han Jingchu hung his eyes and finally fell on the mobile phone screen that was still shaking indomitably on the table. When he saw the word An'an, he suddenly didn't want to answer.

Until the light on the screen went out, the man actually felt relieved.

I don't know when to answer Su Weian's phone has become a burden on him.

When Han Jingchu was ready to get up, the mobile phone on the table rang again, as if if if he didn't answer, the other party would call all the time.

Just like every call with Su Weian before, as long as he doesn't answer, Su Weian will keep calling. At most, she called 50 times in a row.

Han Jingchu picked up his mobile phone and finally answered it“ Hello... Vivian. "

In the kitchen, Tang Wanliang, who heard a man talking on the phone, sucked her nose and deliberately turned the faucet to the maximum. The clatter of water masked her low inhalation.

At the same time, it also blocks the sweet phone porridge of Han Jingchu and Su Weian.

She washed the noodle bowl vigorously with detergent, and her tears fell down.

Tang Wanliang raised her face and tried hard to open her eyes, trying to force her tears back from her eyes.

However, no matter how hard she tried, it was in vain.

Tears just fall down——

She was never a crying woman, but every time she met Han Jingchu, she couldn't help it.

When Han Jingchu did not want to go out, he found out that Tang Wan Liang lifted his wrist and wiped his eyes. The foam of detergent was squeezed into his eyes.

She couldn't help taking a deep breath. The more hurried she rubbed her eyes, the more painful and uncomfortable her eyes were.

When Han Jingchu hurriedly finished the phone and walked into the kitchen, he saw such a scene. Tang Wanliang squeezed his red eyes with one hand and tears in his eyes.

"Tang Wanliang, you stupid woman, don't move first." He shouted at her.

Tang Wanliang was stunned when she heard the speech. She really stood in place and dared not move. She tried to bear the pain in her eyes,

Han Jingchu strode over and put cold water in his palm. For the first time, he helped Tang Wan cool and clean the foam in her eyes, and then handed her the paper from the side.