Runaway wife is very charming

Chapter 504 I Will Not Shed Tears

Tears almost rolled down Wen Qingruo's eyes, why did she treat Elvis like this...

Elvis is willing to change everything for her? !

"Is it cut?"

Elvis, who had been waiting outside, pushed open the door and entered without hearing a sound from the kitchen.

Wen Qingruo quickly sniffed her nose and wiped her eyes, "It's nothing... I was just thinking, what should I do for you. Why did you come in? Go outside and wait for me."

Don't want Elvis to see her cry... don't want Elvis to feel bad.

But Elvis finally noticed her strangeness, he walked over and took Wen Qingruo into his arms.

Wen Qingruo wanted to push him away, but her hand stayed in the air.

Elvis pressed her chin to his shoulder, "I don't like to see your tears... because I feel bad, because I hate feeling bad..."

"..."

"So, don't let me feel sorry for you in the future..."

Elvis used a relaxed tone, he knew why Wen Qingruo was sad.

He didn't want Wen Qingruo to be sad.

"Okay, I won't let you feel sorry for me, I won't shed tears."

Wen Qingruo blinked hard, forcing back the sour feeling.

Can't cry, can't make Elvis feel bad.

Wen Qingruo sniffled, pushed Elvis away, and asked with a smile, "Then what do you want to eat? Now that you've come in, save me thinking about it..."

"I like what you do." Elvis looked at her pretendingly relaxed smile, his eyes darkened.

"Okay." Wen Qingruo, "Then I'll make you a pudding cake, this is very suitable for your 'beauty and beauty'..."

"Yeah." Elvis raised the corners of his lips and nodded, "Then I'll wait for you outside."

Wen Qingruo would definitely not want him here.

Elvis went upstairs and the moment he closed the door,
The tall body was bent in pain, and the feeling of powerlessness filled the nerves again...

My body almost couldn't hold it...

Trembling, he took out the hospital test sheet from his pocket.

How long can I live...?
The numbness and pain spread from the lower limbs to the arms, as if being pricked by needles.

The footsteps are difficult, as if no longer obeying the control of the brain.

The list in Elvis' hand fell, he pressed his chest with difficulty, and it became difficult to breathe...

Trembling, he picked up the medicine bottle on the table, and the pills shook many times, and even spilled a lot on the ground.

After taking the medicine, he leaned on the sofa for a while before he could barely raise his arm...

In the kitchen, a small yellow halo sprinkled on Wen Qingruo's body,
Her figure was busy stir-frying, chopping vegetables, cooking, and the aroma overflowed from the kitchen...

The scene is so warm.

Warm want to cry.

Not long after, Wen Qingruo prepared three dishes and one soup, plus dessert.

"After doing so much, do you want to reward me well?"

Elvis leaned over and smelled it, and it was a warm smell.

I have to say that Wen Qingruo's cooking skills are really good.

"Of course it can be." Wen Qingruo smiled, took off her apron and sat down.

A strand of broken hair slipped from her temples, and a light yellow halo shone on her body, peaceful and serene.

Elvis stretched out his hand and hooked her long hair behind her ear, the movement was very natural.

Wen Qingruo cooked according to his usual meals, stir-fried bamboo shoots, mushroom soup, etc.
These are Wen Qingruo's common dishes in the past two years.

Elvis picked up the chopsticks with a natural movement, picked up a piece of bamboo shoot, tasted it, and praised, "The cooking skills have really improved, not bad."

Wen Qingruo heard the words and tasted it, but the taste was a bit salty.

His face suddenly collapsed, "How can it be... It's obvious that I put too much salt."

(End of this chapter)