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Shen Ruochu paused. After turning his head and looking at him with puzzled eyes for a few seconds, he spat out two words dryly, "Bye-bye!" She paused, then hurriedly added, "Oh, and, thank you for today!" After that, he went to break the door lock.

Powerlessness and helplessness hit my heart at the same time. Jing Yan looked at Shen Ruochu's slender and thin back and sighed, and dropped the central lock of the car door before she opened the door.

Over there, Shen Ruochu broke the door lock twice and didn't open it, and couldn't help frowning. She turned her head to look at him again, her eyes were not very friendly, "Jing Yan, what do you mean?" ”

Jing Yan opened her mouth, as if she wanted to say something, but finally swallowed it back. Just looked at her deeply, and her face was complicated and difficult to discern.

He has never been a person who is good at dealing with feelings, including this divorce from Shen Ruochu. He knew that there were many misunderstandings in their marriage, but he realized it in hindsight, and only faintly realized it when the two separated. And he miscalculated Shen Ruochu's determination to cut it off, thinking that she was just making a little temper. When he wanted to solve it, she refused to cooperate at all, and she was not willing to give the slightest chance.

In fact, he is quite disdainful of Qi Yang's approach. But I have to admit that at least it's better than he has no clue.

Even if they are no longer husband and wife, a fight at the head of the bed and at the end of the bed may not be inapplicable. After last night, he had already sorted out some clues and planned to talk openly and honestly with her, but he didn't want this kind of accident to happen.

At this moment, it is really not appropriate to discuss this. However, looking at the current situation, the divorce of the two of them should not be exposed. At least there was no danger until Mrs. Shen was discharged from the hospital. For such a long time...... Enough for him to take care of everything!

"Nothing." After a long silence, Jing Yan finally spoke up. He raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, and said with a headache: "Let's go, I'll send you up!" As he spoke, he unlocked the door and took the lead in pushing the door and getting out of the car.

It's just that he sent it, and even he sent it to the door.

Jing Yan didn't have the slightest consciousness of being an outsider. As usual, she treats her small apartment as her own home, and moves freely and uninhibitedly. Shen Ruochu opened his mouth a few times. At first, he nodded deeply and said to wait and leave. Later, he simply took her words as a deaf ear, put on a serious face and played a scoundrel.

With Jing Yan, Shen Ruochu can only be the one who failed miserably. What's more, she really didn't have the mood or energy to play a game with him at this time, so she had to give up if she couldn't drive away.

It's just that after experiencing last night's events in a daze, it is really embarrassing and stressful to be in the same room with him. simply ignored him, went back to the room, locked the door, changed into pajamas and fell on the bed.

Tomorrow she has to go to the hospital to change shifts with Shen Xingzhi, and she has to hurry up to recuperate. Now her mother's life is important, everything else is a floating cloud!

Thinking so, she slowly closed her eyes and forced herself to fall asleep.

And not long after Shen Ruochu fell asleep, Jing Yan took out a ballpoint pen from the drawer of the shoe cabinet at the door. He hesitated for two seconds, then disassembled it with ease, picked up the spring inside and made it into the shape he wanted. Then he used it to unlock the door of Shen Ruochu's bedroom.

This craft was something he had learned from Qi Yang a long time ago. It's just that his skills are not as superb as Qi Yang's, and it is not good if it is slightly complicated to the level of the security door. But a rudimentary lock like this can still be easily taken down.

Jing Yan gently pushed open the door, but did not enter immediately. Instead, he looked at the person on the bed, frowning and standing quietly at the door.

Shen Ruochu was lying sideways with his back to the door. By this time, she had slept soundly. The petite body is not particularly conspicuous under the covers, but just by looking at it, Jing Yan can automatically outline the delicate curves underneath in his mind.

After a few moments, he closed the door with his backhand. Gently walked to the side of the bed, lifted the quilt and lay down next to her, and then stretched out his arm and skillfully took her into his arms. I don't feel that my behavior is really not upright and gentlemanly.

Shen Ruochu, who was asleep, was slightly dissatisfied with being disturbed. But after she hummed and chirped twice, she spontaneously turned around and rubbed her head on his broad and solid chest, habitually found a comfortable position, and fell into a deep sleep again.

Jing Yan lowered her head and dropped a kiss on the top of her hair, and a trace of satisfaction gradually rose in her heart. Although Qi Yang's method is rancid, it is indeed quite effective. He is indeed inferior to him when it comes to dealing with women!

After a few months of separation, he was able to regain her arms. It feels so good!

He curled his lips in satisfaction, feeling that everything was finally back on track.

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Shen Ruochu slept until dinner. In winter, the daylight hours are short, but it is only a little more than 5 o'clock, and it is already dark outside the window.

After sleeping for a long time during the day, it is inevitable that you will be a little dazed. She opened her eyes and lay on the bed for a while, then stretched out her waist and lifted the quilt and rolled over to the ground.

When Shen Ruochu opened the bedroom door, he was stunned.

In the kitchen, there is a "ping-pong" and the sound of stir-frying things constantly. The aroma of food has permeated the living room, penetrating from the nostrils and hitting the stomach and spleen. Her nose fluttered slightly, and she recognized her favorite sweet and sour short ribs.

With a "grunt", Shen Ruochu felt that his stomach was empty, and his hunger instantly exploded. Then, her throat tumbled, and she couldn't help but swallow.

Count it up...... I don't think I've eaten this dish in a long time.

Belch...... But that doesn't seem to be the point!

Shen Ruochu came back to his senses suddenly, and was about to raise his feet to go to the kitchen, but the voice inside suddenly stopped. Immediately afterwards, the sliding door separating the living room and dining room was opened, and Jing Yan came out of it while unappointing her apron, and saw her standing at the door of the bedroom in a daze, and her eyes unconsciously softened a lot.

"Woke up? I was about to wake you up. ”

Shen Ruochu looked at him in a daze and didn't speak. I just felt that the impact of the weird picture in front of her was too strong, so she couldn't react.

Jing Yan frowned at her stupid expression and chuckled, "Don't stand there stupidly." Now that you are up, you will move around and prepare for dinner. There is also a soup that will be ready in a few minutes. ”

"Why are you still at my house?" Shen Ruochu finally found his thinking. With Jing Yan's proud and impatient character, she thought that if she threw him in the living room to dry for a while, he would leave automatically.

Why is it still after an afternoon?!

And also put on the stove and showed off his cooking skills.

The more she thought about it, the more irritated she felt, "Jing Yan, what do you want to do?!" ”

"Eat." Two short words spilled from his lips, and his tone was light. Then, he automatically ignored those two questions, walked over and grabbed Shen Ruochu's arm, and forcibly dragged the person to the restaurant despite her surprised screams.

The dishes and chopsticks on the dining table are already neatly arranged. The freshly baked four-course dishes, two meat and two vegetarian dishes, and sure enough, there are sweet and sour small pork ribs that Shen Ruochu likes.

The soup on the kitchen stove was almost on the fire. Jing Yan pulled her to the table, sat down on a chair, and turned around to turn off the fire and serve the casserole. And Shen Ruochu stared at the dishes on the plate, swallowing and swallowing, swallowing and swallowing. In the end, he was still overwhelmed by the gluttonous worm, and he was very spineless and directly picked up a piece of ribs with his hands and threw it into his mouth.

The sweet and sour taste lingered between her lips and teeth, making her feel comfortable both inside and out. Unspeakable happiness and contentment.

Well, she admits that she was defeated again.

Anyway, since the day she met Jing Yan, she has never won. Anything about him, she had no resistance at all. Including his cooking skills, too.

Before I knew it, the piece in my mouth had been swallowed. She spat out the bone and twisted another piece. Suddenly, I remembered the scene when I saw Jing Yan cooking for the first time.

At that time, the two of them had just gotten married.

Jing Yan was out of town on a business trip, and her aunt took half a month's leave to return to her hometown in the countryside because of a little personal matter, and Shen Ruochu, who had not been in production for more than 20 years at that time, was still cooking at the level of instant noodles and egg fried rice.

She was nearly three months pregnant at the time, and she was very talkative. The few people who were temporarily arranged by Jing Yan's secretary couldn't make appetizing dishes, so she drove them away.

Shen Ruochu planned to go back to her parents' house to eat, but she didn't want her wishful thinking to be disappointed. Brother Doubi and Dad Shen took on a new case and went to other places. Mrs. Shen's cooking skills are worse than her, and she can't be counted on at all. didn't want her mother to worry, so she finally went back to her house in a gloomy way.

She was desperate for the person arranged by the secretary, and simply stopped looking for her. And she didn't dare to eat the takeaway food anymore, for fear of affecting the child in her belly.

So in the following days, the main theme of Shen Ruochu's every meal became egg fried rice. Although it is monotonous, at least the hygiene of self-done is guaranteed. Anyway, if you hold on for a while, Sister Sun will come back, and it won't be much without nutrition in the next few days. During the war years, eggs were a luxury, and not all pregnant women could eat them.

She was self-hypnotizing like this, and she persisted for four days in a row. On the fifth day, Jing Yan finished the work at hand and came back early.

He was in a small, rather backward country in Africa at that time. Communication there is basically by yelling, mobile phone signals come and go, and I am too busy with official business, so I didn't know that the pregnant women at home were living so miserably.

When Jing Yan arrived home that day, it was lunch time.

The huge villa was deserted, except for the constant sound of pots and pans in the kitchen. Jing Yan vaguely felt that something was wrong. Usually, when Sister Sun cooks, she won't make this kind of noise like a construction site.

He changed his shoes, threw his briefcase to the side, and went straight to the kitchen. Then, before he could enter the door, he was stunned by the scene inside.

The spacious kitchen really turned into a battlefield. The basin inside is facing the sky and the bowl is facing the ground, and the range hood is sounding lightly. The pot below is "crackling" and the oil is splashing. The petite figure in front of the stove, with an apron on his body and a mask and sunglasses on his face. Holding the lid of the pot as a shield in one hand, and holding a spatula in the other, he stepped forward from time to time and turned in the pot, like a warrior.

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