Kang Yurong put the prepared meal on the table, turned back to clean up the messy kitchen, and walked back to the room and sat down on a chair.

Unexpectedly, cooking is a difficult task, not to mention the soreness of the tired body, and the two hands are a little miserable.

There were several large and small burns on both hands, and the one on the thumb of the right hand was the most prominent, almost catching up with the size of the money, and there were already blisters, and it hurt to stroke it gently.

The room was very quiet, Kang Yurong subconsciously looked at his watch, and said to himself: "Oh, it's past eight o'clock, Sheng Cheng should be back soon, right?"

Zhang Shengcheng has been very well-behaved these days, although he goes out early and returns late every day, and he doesn't see a figure at noon, but he will come back at night, but it is already very late when he gets home.

At ten o'clock, Zhang Shengcheng opened the door and came in, and he arrived home at this point in the past few days.

Hearing the knock on the door, Kang Yurong, who was lying on the table and drowsy, stood up excitedly, walked around, looked at Zhang Shengcheng who walked in, and said with a smile: "I'm back, wash your hands and eat, I'm cooking today." ”

Zhang Shengcheng paused, squinted at the plates and bowls on the table, snorted lightly, his eyes were cold, and he was reluctant to put it on her.

The smile on her face was a little unbearable, and she secretly took a heavy breath, tugging at her pursed lips, and put the smile back on her face.

Her hands were clenched into fists, as if to increase her courage, she took two quick steps, followed him, and said gently, "This is my first time cooking, try it, and see how good my craft is." Then he grabbed him by the sleeve and pulled him over without saying a word.

has been married for several years, and this is the first time she has "moved" to him so boldly, Zhang Shengcheng was defenseless for a while, and when he reacted, he was already standing at the table.

He tilted his head, coldly glared at the hand that was clutching his sleeve, and his fair, delicate, delicate and boneless slender jade fingers looked a little miserable at this moment, but anyone with the slightest sympathy should ask about it.

It's a pity that Zhang Shengcheng is a person who doesn't even have "a little" sympathy.

Actually, to be exact, Zhang Shengcheng is not without sympathy, he just doesn't want to use sympathy on Kang Yurong, even a little, a little, or even a little bit of Hao is unwilling to use it on her.

She wasn't the wife he wanted;

Marriage, nor is it the marriage he wants.

Marriage, if not heaven, is hell.

Now he is tormenting in hell, and it is this woman who pulls him into hell. So, how could he possibly be affectionate towards her?

His beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, his expression was cold, and he said, "Let go." ”

Kang Yurong was frozen by the coldness in his eyes, and his hands were instantly released.

Zhang Shengcheng raised his other hand and swept the place where Kang Yurong had grabbed it with the back of his hand, with a look of disgust on his face, as if to tell her that her hand was the dirtiest in the world, and the place where her hand had touched was also the dirtiest.

She raised her eyes and stared at his handsome cheeks, the smile was no longer visible, and the blood was quietly receding from her face, she only felt that at that moment, it was as if an invisible black hand had shattered her heart.

It hurts!

Zhang Shengcheng's eyes moved, looking at the few home-cooked dishes on the table, they were all his favorite foods, and he could see them just by looking at them, so he should have put a lot of thought into it.

It's just that no matter how much effort she puts into it, she can't shake the softness in his heart.

He looked at the food and sneered: "Don't say I've already eaten it, even if I'm hungry for three days and three nights, I won't eat a bite of these pig food like you made, otherwise, hmph, wouldn't I be like you, become a pig?"