Sworn not to be a wife: the arrest of the young wife around the world

"You're welcome." Mrs. Able's smile became more ambiguous, as if Moran was going to meet her beloved.

Moran carried the tray upstairs strangely.

Mrs. Able rented a room and a living room to her. The house was spacious and warmly furnished.

Moran opened the door and entered the room, then closed the door behind his back.

She put the chocolate on the coffee table, then went to the kitchen to prepare instant noodles.

The water boiled, and Moran threw the instant noodles into it to cook, added seasonings, then scooped them up and put them in a bowl.

She walked to the living room with instant noodles, sat on the sofa, and ate while watching TV.

Just after taking a few bites, the bedroom door was suddenly pushed open.

"You just eat instant noodles?!" An unhappy voice sounded.

Moran turned her head in shock, seeing Qi Ruigang standing at the door, she seemed to see a ghost.

Why is he here? !

Qi Ruigang lost a lot of weight and looked a little haggard.

He stepped forward a few steps and snatched Moran's chopsticks and bowl: "Don't eat this, go and make something else, I'm hungry too."

Moran stood up in surprise: "When did you come?! Why are you here?!"

Qi Rui just sat down lazily, and said with pursed lips, "I've been following you, but you are quite capable of tossing around, and my life was almost lost by your tossing around."

Moran looked at his chest.

Qi Ruigang smiled and said: "The wound has healed a lot. It should have healed at this time, but it hasn't healed yet because I searched for you everywhere."

In fact, he fell ill halfway, and the treatment was delayed for two days, so he only came here now.

It was very difficult for Moran to accept.

She thought she ran away from him, but he found her easily.

Her escape is like a joke...

Qi Ruigang slightly suppressed his smile: "Don't even think about running away, I can find you wherever you go. But if you like this place, you can stay here for a while."

"You'll stay too?" Moran asked in a low voice.

"No, I won't stay."

Moran looked at him unexpectedly, she thought he would say 'yes'.

Qi Ruigang smiled lightly and said, "You cook a meal for me, and I'll leave when I'm full."

"Are you kidding me?" Moran didn't believe him.

"Of course, if you want me to stay, I will stay."

Moran turned and went to the kitchen—

Qi Ruigang was leaning on the sofa, frowning slightly, enduring the pain from the wound.

There are only eggs and tomatoes in the refrigerator in the kitchen.

She used these two, plus flour, to make pimple soup.

This is what she learned from Shen Yunpei, but she makes it relatively simple, after all, there are not enough ingredients.

Thinking of Shen Yunpei, Moran really wanted to know if Qi Ruigang had found out who was plotting against him.

Will it be Shen Yunpei?

Mo Lan made the pimple soup with a lot of thoughts, and when it was ready, she filled two bowls and took it out, and gave Qi Ruigang one bowl.

"What is this?" Qi Rui just stared at the pimple soup, very strange, he had never seen this thing before.

"Pump soup."

"Why is it called pimple soup?"

Moran glanced at him lightly: "Because there are a lot of gnocchi inside."

Qi Rui just scooped up a pimple with a spoon and ate it, it was glutinous and tasted pretty good.

He must have been starving. He is usually very picky about what he eats, but today he ate very sweet. Siri snorted, and he quickly ate a bowl.

"Any more?" he asked.

Moran only cooked two bowls, how could he expect Qi Ruigang to be so edible.

"Gone."

Qi Rui just put down the spoon and leaned against the sofa again: "I'll take a rest first, and I'll leave later."