"Are you hungry?" Nangong Ling Tian's gentle voice sounded, and he stretched out his hand and indulged in her messy black hair

"Hmm!" Her face was buried in his chest, and her voice was a little muffled

"Then I'll cook for you!" Nangong Ling Tian said, thinking about getting up

Gong Qinghan hugged his waist tightly

"Good!" Nangong Ling Tian lowered his head and kissed her in the corner of her eye

Then he gently removed the two arms from his waist, pulled the quilt up for her, got out of bed and went to the bathroom......

More than half an hour later, Nangong Ling Tian prepared the meal and went upstairs

Turn on the lamp on the bedside table, and the whole room suddenly lights up

looked at the person who was still sleeping on the bed and smiled

Attached to the body, he shaved the tip of her small nose dotingly

"It's time to get up, beware of stomach problems coming back!"

Gong Qinghan opened his eyes in a daze, it seemed that the light in the room was too bright, and it took a while to get used to it

Nangong Ling Tian intimately lowered his body a few points, blocking some dazzling lights for her

Gong Qinghan stretched out his two arms from the quilt and wrapped them around Nangong Ling Tian's neck

Nangong Ling Tian cooperated and lowered his body again

Gong Qinghan rubbed his little head against his neck, smelling the familiar ambergris on his body

"Hmm!"

Make a lazy cat-like sound

Nangong Ling Tian propped one hand on the bed and touched the back of her head with the other

"Get up and eat!"

"What time is it?" Her voice rang in his ears with a faint but seductive voice

"It's ten o'clock in the evening!"

Gong Qinghan let go of him, fell back into the bed, yawned, and rubbed his eyes

"Do you need me to wash it for you?" His voice with a smile sounded above

Gong Qinghan rubbed his eyes and hands for a moment, and most of his sleepiness disappeared suddenly, and his face was full of vigilance

"Don't!"

Nangong Ling Tian chuckled, leaned over and kissed her forehead

"Then hurry down and eat!"

As he spoke, he got up and walked towards the door

…………

Ten minutes later, Gong Qinghan went downstairs with difficulty,

Nangong Ling Tian walked towards her, looked at Gong Qinghan with an unhappy face, and asked knowingly:

"What's wrong? Twisted to the waist? ”

Gong Qinghan glanced at him with resentment on his face

Nangong Ling Tian bent down and picked her up

Come to the dining area and gently put her down

Looking at the delicious and fragrant food in front of him, Gong Qinghan opened his mouth slightly

"When did President Nangong become so good at cooking?"

"How can a husband who can't cook support his wife?" Nangong Ling Tian sat down beside her

In fact, in the first two years of her disappearance, in addition to borrowing alcohol every day to kill his sorrows, he would occasionally cook some meals in the kitchen of her villa when he was sober

I thought about waiting for her to come back to eat, but she never came back......

He told himself that he must have cooked bad food, so she wouldn't come back

He threw out the cold food again and again, redoing it over and over again until he thought she would be satisfied

He sat at the dining table, set the cutlery, and guarded the empty villa with a face full of anticipation

Quietly waiting for her

Minute by minute

The smile on his face faded

The clock strikes midnight

He looked at the cold food on the table, and tears flowed down his face, only to remember that she was long gone......

Nangong Ling Tian restrained his emotions and looked at Gong Qinghan beside him: "Is it delicious?" ”

"Hmm!" Gong Qinghan ate very well and was very satisfied

I especially remember that night ten years ago, she got drunk at a bar and caused stomach bleeding

He drew blood to save her and stayed by her side all night

She looked at each other coldly

But he boiled porridge himself and brought it to her to drink

She never told him that the porridge was actually really hard to drink!

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