Fu Tingyuan walked into the kitchen and watched Luo Nanchu turn on the gas stove neatly.

Her kitchen was as clean and tidy as new because it hadn't been used for a long time.

He walked over and stood behind her, reached out and wrapped his arms around her waist, resting his chin on her shoulder socket.

Luo Nanchu was below, Fu Tingyuan's chin was hard against her shoulder, making her a little itchy, she turned her head to the man with a smile and said, "What are you doing?" Go to the restaurant, very quickly. ”

Fu Tingyuan lowered his eyes and looked at the pot of noodles with clear soup and little water that Luo Nan had cooked, "You just give me this." ”

"The noodles are delicious, too."

Fu Tingyuan didn't speak again, hugged her and watched her make a note over there.

Come to think of it, what Luo Nanchu can do in his life is the following, and he can't expect anything else from her.

Luo Nanchu didn't do too miserable, and when he came out of the pot, he also pulled a few green onions and vegetable leaves for decoration, and poured them into the bowl, which looked quite the same.

may be really good-looking, when Luo Nanchu brought the gloves to the table, there was still a little smug on his little face.

She handed him the chopsticks: "Eat." ”

Fu Tingyuan sat on the dining chair, took the chopsticks, picked up the noodles and tasted them.

Then his brows furrowed, and he put down his chopsticks and glanced at Luo Nanchu.

When Luo Nan first saw his expression, she knew that the taste was wrong, she picked up his chopsticks and took a noodle and tasted it, and then sneered: "I forgot to put salt." ”

There was no embarrassment either.

The noodles are still raw, and the monosodium glutamate is put away, except for appearance, it is useless.

Luo Nanchu still gave up the idea of making another one, and obediently took out his mobile phone to order a takeout for Fu Tingyuan.

Takeout is a beef ramen that is often eaten in the early days of Luonan.

When Fu Tingyuan was eating dinner, Luo Nanchu sat next to him and watched him eat, and when he put down the bowl and chopsticks, she climbed into his arms and hugged his neck, hugged him and shook him: "Fu Tingyuan, are you still angry with me?" ”

Fu Tingyuan wiped his mouth with a tissue, raised his eyes and glanced at her, "Do you want to buy me for a bowl of noodles?" ”

Luo Nanchu smiled softly, didn't speak, and slowly stuck to him.

Fu Tingyuan's fingers moved slightly, hesitated for a moment, and finally raised it and hugged her waist tightly.

The body is so close to each other, and the sound of the heartbeat is also integrated.

Even if you don't say anything about each other, you can feel it in your heartbeat.

Fu Tingyuan has the habit of watching the evening news.

Luo Nanchu lay on the couch with his head resting on his lap and his eyes closed.

She was already a little sleepy, thinking of what happened to Hua Rong and Feng Jin in the afternoon, she closed her eyes and said to Fu Tingyuan: "Rong Rong is going to divorce her husband, Fu Tingyuan, do you know?" ”

"Hmm." The Hua family and the Feng family are both famous families, and when something happens between the two of them, rumors naturally spread everywhere.

What's more, Hua Rong didn't hide this matter.

Hua Rong is running for a divorce, so Feng Jin has a junior outside, and everyone outside knows about it.

She is not a person who suffers, no matter how common lovers are in this circle, but in the end, she still can't get the things on the table, in this matter, in the eyes of outsiders, it is indeed Feng Jin who is sorry for Huarong.

So she wants a divorce, no matter whether others in the mainland think she is making a fuss or not, but on the surface, they will support her!