Sweet love and sweet pet: ex-husband pursues little wife again

Chapter 92 Coquetry
"But I'm just sick, I have a headache, I feel uncomfortable, I feel like I'm going to die...I want to take medicine, and I need to..."

Jing Hedong had never acted like a baby, Tang Nianchu felt his eyelids twitch, and his whole body was not well.

Could it be that his tone is acting like a baby?

Tang Nianchu immediately vetoed his idea, and said weakly: "Then die, anyway, I'm going to die soon, I was beaten to death by you..."

"Nonsense, why are you such a liar, woman?"

She secretly felt that this feeling was wonderful...

The first sleep in the new house was very unpleasant. In the pure white bedroom, she was in a trance for a while before remembering where she was now.

With tired eyes scanning the bedroom, Tang Nianchu did not find Jing Hedong's existence.

Good, he should be gone.

Tang Nianchu was full of joy, but Jing Hedong was a busy person who rarely even had a rest day, and now it was the busiest time at the end of the year, so Jing Hedong must have been busy.

She stood up happily, moved her stiff body a little, then opened the closet and took a cotton nightgown to put on, and then went to the bathroom to wash up.

Hot water was already in the bathroom, she didn't think much, she sank into the bathtub after brushing her teeth and washing her face, ready to wash away her tiredness.

Suddenly, the bathroom door was pushed open, and a tall and slender figure of a man leaned in: "Tang Nianchu, you won't call me when you wake up?"

Tang Nianchu followed the sound and saw that Jing Hedong didn't leave, but walked into her bathroom in such a grand manner!

Suddenly, a sound came from Tang Nianchu's stomach.

She is hungry.

Before Tang Nianchu could speak, Jing Hedong's stomach also roared.

Coincidentally, he was also hungry.

In fact, Jing Hedong didn't get up much earlier than her, he just went downstairs to the kitchen to cook some porridge and then came up.

There are a lot of fresh ingredients in the refrigerator, just need to wash and fiddle with them to feed their hunger, Tang Nianchu walked into the kitchen and poured a bag of breakfast cereals into a bowl, prepared hot milk bubbles and just made do with it.

Jing Hedong had already changed into his own clothes, walked into the kitchen and watched her dissatisfiedly waiting for milk with a spoon, and couldn't help teasing: "Tang Nianchu, you can't cook any meals like you, and you are going to starve to death in the future ?"

Tang Nianchu didn't know how to cook, Jing Hedong didn't know this.

Since childhood, Tang's family has had a dedicated cook, and Jing Hedong also has one after marriage, so Tang Nianchu will only do the simplest things, such as boiling water or heating dishes in the microwave.

"How can it be possible to starve to death? I can order takeaway, and I can learn by myself." She said, picked up a cookbook from the operating table next to the refrigerator and shook it: "I will learn when I have time."

"I think you have a lot of time right now."

"But now I'm very hungry!" Tang Nianchu complained, "Of course you have to fill your stomach before you can learn."

She was still too naive to see Jing Hedong's sinister intentions.

This man didn't worry about whether she would starve to death in the future, he just wanted to spur Tang Nianchu to cook something for him.

Jing Hedong is also a person who can't cook, but he is better than Tang Nianchu, at least he can do simple things like boil eggs and porridge.

"I allow you to eat first, and then you have to learn. I don't want to be hungry." Jing Hedong stepped forward and lifted the lid of the rice cooker. The thick porridge has been cooked, and the aroma is overflowing. "I have already cooked the porridge. .”

(End of this chapter)