Young doctor induces marriage: ex-wife with amnesia does not want to marry

Chapter 70

Tang Yanran blushed, and lowered her head in embarrassment, "You...how long have you been with us...?"

Liang Hao's eyelids moved slightly, as if thinking of the scene where Dong Zhiqian made such an ambiguous move towards her, his face darkened instantly, and he said in a slightly unfriendly tone, "Hand in hand."

The hand kept tightening, with a 'click—', a lot of noodles in the hand were crushed.

Tang Yanran's body froze slightly, embarrassment and embarrassment flashed across her face, she raised her head with a dry smile, walked into the kitchen, took the face from Liang Hao's hand, and hurriedly said with a flattering smile, "Well, Hao, I Come on, you go out and wait for me."

Liang Hao glanced at her lightly, his eyes like deep pools seemed to penetrate people's hearts, making Tang Yanran's hair stand on end.

"Hao?" She was still smiling, but God knows how much she wanted to cry.

Liang Hao gave Tang Yanran the noodles in his hands, turned around and left the kitchen without saying a word, and she was relieved when he disappeared.

Tang Yanran's cooking skills have been handed down by Madam Tang. Although she is not usually the turn to cook, she does look good when she cooks, let alone simple noodles.

Glancing at the flashing red light of the electric pressure cooker, Tang Yanran, who put the noodles into the water to cook, couldn't help walking over curiously, opened the lid of the pot, and the aroma of yam came out.

She took a sip with a spoon, and the taste was just right, so she took out an empty bowl, walked to the boiling pot, and looked at the hardness of the noodles. She knew that he didn't like noodles that were too soft, so she cooked them until they were hard and soft. It was moderate, so I quickly picked up the noodles, and then hurried to the electric pressure cooker, scooped out the soup with a large spoon, poured it on the noodles, and then covered the noodles with yam and ribs, the fragrant yam ribs The noodles came out like this.

Put the lid on the pot, turn off the gas stove, walk out of the kitchen with the noodles in hand, and come to the dining room.

"Give."

Liang Hao was not surprised by the yam and pork ribs on the surface, as if he had known for a long time that he was too calm, but Tang Yanran felt very bored, curled his lips, and ran to the kitchen to get chopsticks.

"Chopsticks, here."

"Yeah." Liang Hao responded lightly, took the chopsticks, and ate without saying a word.

Tang Yanran sat down opposite him, propped her face with her hands, and just watched him eat.

This man can eat noodles so well, hey, how could such a perfect man fall in love with me?Wait, am I bad?It's not bad, okay, Rende is all admitted by myself!
Tang Yanran started to let go again, her eyes were unfocused, she didn't even know that Liang Hao had finished eating the noodles.

"What are you thinking about?"

"Ah." Tang Yanran came back to her senses, the focus of her eyes gradually narrowed, she met those extremely magical eyes without warning, she was so frightened that she hurriedly looked away, "No... nothing..."

Seeing that she was always so panic-stricken towards him, Liang Hao frowned habitually, "You are so afraid of me."

"Ah, no, I'm not afraid of you, Hao, you're thinking too much. I just... just..." Tang Yanran lowered her head, clasped her fingers together, and kept tightening them.

"It's just something." Liang Hao's voice became deeper and deeper, with a hint of bewilderment in his voice.

Tang Yanran still lowered her head and lowered her eyes, feeling extremely anxious and shy, she stood up from her chair abruptly, "I'm going to wash the dishes!"

He reached out to grab the empty bowl in front of Liang Hao, but was clamped by a big hand.

"You can leave only after you have said it."

"This...I..." Tang Yanran lowered her head even more.

Liang Hao raised his eyebrows lightly, and the corners of his thin lips raised strangely, and raised his hand to lift her chin, so that she was at eye level with him.

"Ok?"

Forced to look into those eyes, her heart trembled, and the temperature on her face gradually increased, making her a little shy and angry.She knew that he wouldn't get the answer, and the person who vowed not to give up, gritted her teeth suddenly, blushed, and said angrily, "Oh, let me go! That's right, I just like you so much! I... that... I'm sorry! "

After speaking, he shook off his hand in shame and anger, picked up the empty bowl and chopsticks, blushed, and ran into the kitchen without looking back.

And behind her leaving, there was a low and pleasant chuckle.

"Ha ha……"

Hearing the laughter, her face became more rosy for no reason, and the scorching heat on her face almost burned her.

Touching his face, he couldn't help but sigh secretly.

She had seen that face for so many years, but she couldn't be immune no matter what, she was really worthless...

When Tang Yanran came out of the kitchen after washing the dishes, she saw Liang Hao sitting on the sofa reading a book.

The sunlight coming in through the French windows of the balcony reflected on his cold side face, making the originally stern face look much softer. The perfect facial features and the tear mole like the finishing touch made the whole person look like a god. Extremely noble.

The serious look, coupled with the calm aura on his body, all proved that he is a mature man, and the raised Erlang legs not only did not destroy his temperament, but made him more dominant and sexy.

Sexy and sensual thin lips are pursed lightly, exuding a seductive luster, and the long eyelashes are like a small fan gently covering the pair of deep and wise eyes, the concentration in the eyes makes her obsessed even more .

As if feeling that someone was looking at him, Liang Hao raised his eyes slightly, pursed his thin lips, and smiled wildly, "Does it look good?"

"It's pretty...uh..." Tang Yanran suddenly came back to her senses, thinking that she had stared at him again just now, and suddenly became popular like a boiled shrimp.

Liang Hao put down the book in his hand, raised his lips and chuckled, almost enchanting, and beckoned to her, "Come here."

"I..." Tang Yanran lowered her head, hesitated for a long time, and finally obediently walked towards Liang Hao.

Liang Hao stretched out his hand and pulled her into his arms, letting her sit on his lap, his head lightly touching hers, and the hot air from his exhalation kept wandering around her neck.

"For the first time, I'm happy with the way I look."

"Ah?" Tang Yanran blinked inexplicably.

Seeing her slow reaction, Liang Hao hooked his lips helplessly and shook his head, "Idiot."

"What, why did you suddenly call him an idiot?" Tang Yanran pouted dissatisfiedly.

Liang Hao smiled without saying a word, shook his head, hugged her tightly in his arms, feeling her unique body fragrance, as well as that unique warmth and softness.

"Hao?"

"Let me hug, just hug, don't leave me."

Tang Yanran gave him a strange look, and saw that he closed his eyes, leaning on her shoulder peacefully and serenely, and his even breathing echoed in her ears.

Hao is actually quite a child, when he fell asleep, he was not as cold as when he woke up, which is great.In fact, he must be quite tired after all these years. The death of his godmother should have dealt a great blow to him, but he kept silent, but she knew that he just didn't want others to see his fragile side.

Go to sleep, Hao, you still have me, even if everyone leaves you, I will stay by your side and accompany you through this life.

The light in his eyes gradually softened, and he gently stroked that handsome face with his hands, hugged his waist with his backhand, and gently placed his head on his head.

"Sleep, I'm here, I won't leave you."

(End of this chapter)