Wife in a flash marriage: Mr. President, please divorce

Chapter 525 I Never Cook

"Then this one." Ye Tingchen gestured to open the door with one hand, but Le Yan'er immediately stopped him in a panic: "Don't, sleep on the sofa, sleep on the sofa, I am willing."

Seeing that she obediently agreed, Ye Tingchen pursed his lips, hiding the smile that was about to overflow.

He carried her back to the room, took out the quilt and pillow from the cabinet, spread her on the sofa, and then turned and left.

About half an hour later, he came back again, holding a tray in his hand with two dishes of stir fry and a bowl of rice.

The aroma is tangy, and it makes people move their index fingers when they smell it.

Le Yan'er looked at Ye Tingchen suspiciously, and asked, "Are you sure you didn't do it yourself?"

It doesn't look like leftovers.

"I never cook." Ye Tingchen said lightly, without looking at Le Yan'er, he took out a tissue and wiped the oil stains on his hands accidentally, it was so elegant.

Le Yan'er couldn't believe it: "But...the leftovers at home weren't disposed of that day? Why are there still more, and eating leftovers is bad for your health, right?"

It doesn't matter to her, but there is still a small child in her stomach, so she can't let the child eat leftovers, right?

"If you don't want to eat, you can pour it out." Ye Tingchen turned and went to the bathroom without even looking at it.

Le Yan'er curled her lips: "Falled? It's easy to say, it's not you who are hungry. I was waiting for you, so I'm so hungry, okay, no conscience!"

"What do you mean by 'I never cook'? When you're with me, you don't do much cooking? If you're not allowed to cook for a day, you'll be in a hurry. It's better now, and you can pretend if you lose your memory. When you recover your memory, let's settle the score!"

She muttered a little bit, stuffing something into her mouth.

After taking the first bite, her eyes lit up instantly: "What's the matter, I didn't think it was so delicious when I ate at night, and why did it look like he made it? Could it be that I missed it too much and my sense of taste went wrong? What should I do? Why are the leftovers so delicious?"

Ye Tingchen, who was in the bathroom, heard Le Yan'er's murmuring through the door, and the corner of his mouth twitched into a chuckle.

These dishes were made by him just now, and they were exactly the same as what she ate at night, so he fooled her well.

It seems that she will come back earlier at night in the future. She always waits for him so stubbornly. It is not good for her health to eat so late.

When he came out of the shower, he found that Le Yan'er had fallen asleep on the sofa hugging the pillow. He frowned and walked over, and then took a closer look.

Le Yan'er's heart is excited at this moment, and she keeps shouting in her heart——

Come and give me a hug!
In the past, when Ye Tingchen saw her falling asleep on the sofa, he would gently carry her to the bed!

But she heard Ye Tingchen say with disgust: "Is this a pig? You fell asleep immediately after eating?"

"..."

Forget that he lost his memory, don't bother with him.

Le Yan'er closed her pursed mouth, pretended she didn't hear anything, turned around slowly, and continued to pretend to be asleep.

Her acting skills were really clumsy. She thought she was doing well, but in front of Ye Tingchen, an old fox, she could see through it at a glance.

He cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, then went back to the room and went to bed, after thinking about it, he slept on the half where he usually sleeps, vacating half of the bed, and then turned off the lights and went to bed.

In less than 10 minutes, Le Yan'er's weak voice came over.

"Ye Tingchen? Are you asleep?"

In the darkness, Le Yan'er opened her eyes, raised her head and shouted in a low voice.

According to what she knew about Ye Tingchen, he fell asleep very quickly, and 10 minutes was enough for him to fall asleep.

Sure enough, no one answered.

Le Yan'er immediately lifted the quilt, wishing she could fly to the bed immediately, but she was walking too hastily, she didn't notice the coffee table in front of her, and her calf hit it with a bang.

"hiss--"

Le Yan'er gasped, and tightly covered her mouth with her little hand to prevent herself from exhaling in pain.

It hurts, it hurts!Tears are about to fall!
Her side was spinning in pain, but she didn't know that the heart of the man on the bed was also violently gripped.

This fool!

Don't you look at the road when you walk?

He was anxious in his heart, but he couldn't move, he could only wait nervously on the bed.

Le Yan'er clutched her calf and wiped it violently, trying to relieve the pain, she gasped and wiped her tears, her expression was aggrieved.

It took a long time for the pain to subside. She limped to the side of the bed, carefully picked up the quilt, and got in.

As soon as she got into bed, she realized that something was wrong.

It stands to reason that if a person sleeps on a big bed, he will definitely sleep in the middle, but Ye Tingchen is very conscious of sleeping on the side, obviously he is used to sleeping like this.

Just like Lin Donglu, although he couldn't remember himself, he remembered when he fell ill and fell into a coma.

Can this be understood as a subconscious reaction?

So...Ye Tingchen still remembers her subconsciously, right?

Thinking of this, Le Yan'er felt much better.

Lying on the bed, Le Yan'er shrank into his arms, longing for the breath on his body, which made people feel at ease and at ease.

However, being so close, he doesn't belong to me. Is there anything more painful than this in the world?
When Le Yan'er thought of this, she couldn't help but shed tears and wet the pillow.

"...you once asked me if you would leave you, and I said...as long as you still want me, I will not leave. But, Ye Tingchen, now you don't want me, what should I do..."

In the darkness, her voice came from under the quilt, with a touch of sadness.

Ye Tingchen on the side listened, feeling pain in his heart, and slowly opened his phoenix eyes in the darkness.

The gentle gaze of water tightly falls on Le Yan'er's body.

Now, I really want to hug her.

She was sad, and so was he.

The one he loves is obviously by his side, but he can't hug him, and he can't even say it out loud.

He gritted his teeth tightly, clenched his fists, and told himself to calm down.

A little intolerance can lead to a big plan. Such a comprehensive and huge plan must not fall short because of a momentary intolerance.

But... the moment Le Yan'er curled up in his arms, all his rationality instantly collapsed.

He couldn't bear it anymore, and hugged her tightly with his big hands.

Le Yan'er was sobbing at first, and she was still talking softly in her small mouth, but she didn't expect his arm to strike suddenly and wrap her arms around her. This frightened her, thinking that Ye Tingchen had woken up.

She raised her head quickly, feeling his even breathing on the skin of her cheek.

It turned out that he was still asleep.

So, is this an instinctive reaction?

Le Yaner let out a long breath.

Since Ye Tingchen is so rude, then she will be too.

Stretching out her little hands, they also tightly encircled Ye Tingchen's muscular waist.

Baby, can you feel it, this is your daddy...

This sleep was the best night Le Yan'er had slept in this period of time. In his arms, she felt very at ease.

(End of this chapter)