God, he's a paranoid

Chapter 235 Because I feel distressed

It seems that the sun must have risen from the west this morning, otherwise how could she have seen Gong Hanjue cooking.

Gu Youran walked over, and on the cooking table, two fried poached eggs were lying miserably on the plate.

She was surprised and smiled unconsciously. Did these two dark things come from Gong Hanjue's hands?

"Gu Youran, don't laugh!"

Gong Hanjue turned around suddenly, stared at her side face which couldn't help but pulled her handsome face down.

Gu Youran held back her smile and took the spatula from his hand.

"Gong Hanjue, why didn't you wake me up, you're hungry, let me come."

She turned to clean up the mess on the cooking table.

The body was wrapped in Gong Hanjue's arms from behind, and his breath sprayed against her ears, Gu Youran felt itchy, and said helplessly, "Gong Hanjue, wait outside, I'll be fine soon."

Gong Hanjue didn't move, he held her hand, and groped the back of her hand with his fingertips, "Gu Youran, do you usually use these hands to make food for me?"

"Yes." Gu Youran nodded.

"Then from today, you are not allowed to cook for me."

"Why? Don't the things I cook taste good?" Gu Youran asked.

In the next second, her body was straightened by Gong Hanjue, and she was hugged into his arms.

"The pot is so heavy, the oil pan is so hot, and the ingredients are so troublesome to prepare. In short, I just don't want you to do these."

Gu Youran put her chin on his shoulder and blinked. It turned out that it was because of these that she thought that the food she made was too unpalatable.

"Gong Hanjue, just let me do it, I'm used to it and I don't think it's a problem."

She didn't know anything at first, if she didn't even need her to cook for Gong Hanjue, she really couldn't understand the love she owed Gong Hanjue even more.

"No, you see that your hands have become rough from doing these things, and it's not comfortable to hold them in your hands." Gong Hanjue looked for a reason.

It turned out that her hands were too rough.

Gu Youran pursed her lips, "Then I will go to do hand care frequently in the future, so I can take care of my hands."

"It still doesn't work." Gong Hanjue said.

Gu Youran sighed, and left his embrace, "Okay, Gong Hanjue, if you continue like this, I'll be hungry too, and I won't be able to eat even if you want to eat."

After she finished speaking, she turned around, and just as her hands touched something on the console, she heard Gong Hanjue say, "Because my heart hurts."

Gu Youran was startled, then turned around and looked at Gong Hanjue in a daze.

Feeling sorry for her?
Could it be that he messed up the kitchen early in the morning because he loves her?
"Gu Youran, why didn't you tell me earlier that cooking a meal is so difficult, you kept me in the dark for a long time, after eating the meals you cooked so many times, my heart hurts so much now, what do you say?"

Gong Hanjue never knew that it was so difficult to cook a meal. He thought that there was nothing he could not learn since he was a child, but the experience in the kitchen in the morning made him taste the hard work of cooking.

Gu Youran's nose was a little sour because of his words. She followed Lian Hui from the time she was sensible. Later, Lian Hui saw that she could operate independently. Since then, she has contracted all the meals at home by herself. Spring, summer, autumn and winter It has never stopped, especially when her hands are swollen like toads in winter, even then, no one has ever felt distressed.

And today, it was the first time she heard someone say that she felt distressed because of eating the food she cooked, but this person was Gong Hanjue who had always been picky about her.

　Black Monday~~~~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)