Note the sweet scale

Chapter 439 Love to the depths of loneliness (5)

Feeling the strength of the little girl's arm, Situ Nanke just raised the corners of his lips, and patted her little hand lightly with his big hand.

"Someone bullied you in the company?"

She shook her head slightly.

"Is there anything I can do for you?"

She still shook her head.

Gently pulling her little hand away, Situ Nanke turned his face suspiciously, and stared down at her delicate little face with light make-up, and there was a look of worry in his eyes.

"What happened?"

She was not someone who could hide her thoughts, let alone he had always understood her.

Today, I specially changed into new clothes, put on makeup, cleaned up the room... and even prepared the ingredients. If it wasn't for him, it would be too abnormal.

"Why?" Yi Meng pouted, "Isn't it okay to show how much I care about my husband?"

"Really?"

She curled her mouth, "If you don't believe me, I'm leaving!"

She turned around as if to leave.

"Don't go..." Situ Nanke stretched his arms around her waist, hugged her from behind, and leaned over to kiss her ear, "If my Mengmeng leaves, where can I find her?" Wife go?"

With just one sentence, all her pretense almost fell apart.

His eyes were hot, and he was almost on the verge of tears.

Taking a deep breath, forcing back the tears, she spoke in a coquettish tone.

"Now your wife is going to starve to death, hurry up and cook!"

Situ Nanke kissed her hair again, "Don't worry, husband will go now."

Loosening her waist, he took a look at her injured arm, and after making sure there was nothing wrong, he took her left hand and led her downstairs.

"Wait for me on the sofa for a while, it will be ready soon!"

She held his hand and refused to let go, "I want to watch you do it!"

"Okay!" Stretching out his hand to gently scratch her little nose, Situ Nanke said with a smile, "Then let you admire your man's handsome figure while cooking!"

The two walked into the kitchen together, Situ Nanke took the apron, and she walked behind him and helped him fasten the belt on the back.

She tied it very carefully, and only let go of her fingers when the loose bows were pulled to a perfect symmetry.

"All right."

Lifting his lips and smiling, Situ Nanke took the pan, looked at the ingredients she had prepared, lit the fire and poured oil.

His movements don't look unfamiliar, and can even be said to be very skillful.

When he first learned to cook steak, he fell in love with her just because of a casual sentence.

Not only did I buy a recipe book, watch videos, but even invited a Michelin-starred chef to teach me the secrets.

In his life, Situ Nanke only cooks two dishes - red wine steak and vegetable salad, but these two dishes have already been perfected by him.

Yi Meng stood aside, watching him pour the oil and carefully observe the oil temperature...

This man usually seems a bit carefree, but when he does something, he is serious and focused.

That look lacked the usual laziness, but it had a throbbing charm.

For a moment, she suddenly wavered in her decision.

Or, just stay like this, even if he just loves her like a substitute, as long as he can see him every day like this, get close to him, and be pampered by him... that's fine.

"Okay!" Situ Nanke picked up the plate and put the fried steak on the plate, "Our wife's favorite is eight mature."

His words instantly shattered her impulse.

enough!

Yi Meng, do you want to continue to deceive yourself?
(End of this chapter)