Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

"No." Xu Xu shook his head gently, then nodded again, "I see."

She let go of her hand and slowly retracted it.

‘Tuk Tuk Tuk’

There was a knock behind the door, and Yan Rusheng turned his head and glanced. The door was not closed.

Waiting for the servant to come in front of him, he reached over and said, "Give me."

The maid handed the bowl to Yan Rusheng's hand, and nodded him slightly. "Master Three, I'll go out first."

When the servant went out, he closed the door gently.

Yan Rusheng looked at the porridge in the bowl, which was the bird's nest porridge he had ordered to go down before.

He stirred it twice with a spoon, then scooped it and brought it to Lifelike's mouth. "Open your mouth."

The tone remained cold.

Lifelikely surprised, she looked at her words without opening her mouth.

"The person who is not used to feeding you is me?" Yan Rusheng raised an eyebrow, with a touch of irony in the corners of his mouth.

Xu Xu shook his head, and quickly wiped his tears with his hands, then reached out to pick up the bowl, "I'll do it myself."

It may be that grandma suddenly left, her heart was numb, and she didn't feel particularly sad about the ridicule of irony.

Yan Rusheng didn't embarrass her, let go and let her take the bowl.

The temperature of the porridge was just right, with his head down, and he scooped the spoonful into his mouth.

She wants to eat, she needs to support her body, and ... to have children.

Thinking of the child, her hand shook again, and her thick eyelashes were like the wings of a butterfly, trembling slightly, and a porridge was diluted in her mouth before slowly sliding down her throat.

"I discussed it with your grandpa at the wedding, and I will make it up a year later."

Silent for a moment, Yan Rusheng suddenly spoke again.

Saying that he stood up and habitually put his hands in his pants pockets to leave.

Xu Xu paused, and then he pressed his lips and said "um" softly.

Her obedient kimono made Yan Rusheng even more annoyed. He suppressed his anger and turned away.

No desire, no need, proving that she really has no feelings for him.

The old master Yan Yan died in a car accident, and the young master Yan Yan married with a young girl.

It took more than a month to stop the important sections of major newspapers.

However, in the eyes of outsiders, the two who finally became lovers' dependents slept for a month in separate rooms.

For a whole month, Yan Yusheng slept in the guest room, a lifelike sleeping room.

The other members of the Yan family had their own positions and always looked forward. After dealing with Wang Daqin's funeral, they left one after another.

Mu Li stayed for the longest time, and only left this Monday. The university she teaches has to be pragmatic.

So now only two of them are left on the large dining table. Several light, delicious and nutritious dishes are made as vivid as possible.

The two sat face to face, as if they were two strangers, without even one eye contact.

Zhang Ye, who was standing aside, looked at them both, and couldn't help thinking of Wang Daqin again, with a sore nose and red eyes.

She rubbed her eyes and sighed in her heart. If the old lady is still there, I don't know how busy it is in the restaurant.

These two children will definitely quarrel and you won't let me, I won't let you.

Yan Rusheng finished eating, dropped chopsticks, wiped his mouth, then got up and left.

Xuxu watched as he was about to step out, summoning the courage to say, "You go back to your room to sleep at night, I sleep in my original room."