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"Then I'll make something casually." An Xiaoyue went into the kitchen after finishing speaking.

Gong Yumo stood in the living room, pacing and looking at every corner of her living room.

I haven't lived with her under the same roof for a long time, I didn't expect to miss her so much.

The sound of cooking quickly came from the kitchen.

Gong Yumo put down the cane in his hand, took off his coat, and walked towards the kitchen.

"Need help?" he asked quietly, standing beside her.

An Xiaoyue had been concentrating on preparing the materials, and didn't notice when he came in. When she heard his voice, she was slightly startled.

Just when she was about to turn around and say "no need" to him, she didn't know that he was so close to her. He was bending over and lowering his head. The moment she turned her head, her forehead just brushed against his soft lips.

The faint scent of his body filled her nostrils, like cologne and sandalwood, which she couldn't describe for a while.

An Xiaoyue was stunned for a moment, and quickly took a step back, "I can do it myself."

She was still the same as before, prone to blushing and shy.

With just a small movement, her fair cheeks were dyed pink, clearly visible under the white incandescent lamp.

Maybe it was too close, he smelled the faint smell of alcohol coming from her body.

When you smell it carefully, it is a mellow red wine smell.

He frowned slightly, "Have you been drinking?"

An Xiaoyue sniffed, as if she didn't smell anything.

"A little bit," she said honestly.

"With whom?" His tone was obviously soft, with a slight smile on his lips, but there was a domineering tone in his words that she could understand.

An Xiaoyue seemed to be possessed, like a child who made a mistake and was caught, she couldn't help stammering, "Friends."

Gong Yumo did not continue to ask which friend, but ended the question appropriately.

He looked at her with a smile and said softly, "Cook, I'm hungry."

An Xiaoyue suddenly came back to her senses!
What were you doing just now!
She quickly took another step back to keep some distance from him, then turned around and continued preparing ingredients.

Gong Yumo didn't go out, but leaned against the refrigerator, his eyes following her movements.

Seeing her skillfully marinating the ribs in the bowl, he said softly, "Actually, during that time in the United States, I only wanted to eat your cooking every day. I hired many Chinese chefs, including famous chefs, There are also local chefs, but I drove them away in the end."

An Xiaoyue's hand paused slightly, listening to him continue to speak.

"They can't make your taste, not even a bit of it." Speaking of this, Gong Yumo smiled lightly, "The housekeeper asked me what kind of taste I want, but I couldn't say a word. "

"I only know that it's your smell, An Xiaoyue's smell."

An Xiaoyue felt an indescribable feeling in her heart, vaguely like a warm current.

She said flatly, "When did Boss Mo actually learn to coax people with his glib tongue?"

"I just want to coax you." Gong Yumo tilted his head, his eyes were as clear and bright as a clear stream, and when he smiled, his eyes were crooked, which contrasted with his usual indifferent appearance.

He said, "An Xiaoyue, when can I coax you well?"

An Xiaoyue lowered her head, her hands were shaking so much that she could hardly even hold the chopsticks holding the noodles.

She secretly scolded herself for being worthless in her heart, and Gong Yumo could always grasp her own thoughts, and even her heartbeat and breathing involuntarily followed his words and changed the rhythm.

Seeing that she was silent, Gong Yumo simply said, "If you don't want to be my Mrs. Mo anymore, then you can be Mr. An instead, and how about I being your good wife?"

His joking words made An Xiaoyue lower her head and couldn't help but smile.

It's been a long time since I saw her smile from the bottom of her heart, and the smile in Gong Yumo's eyes deepened.

An Xiaoyue picked up the noodles skillfully, put the noodle bowl on the plate, and then took a pair of chopsticks and a spoon to set it on.

"Let's go eat." She said, ready to pick up the plate and go out.

Gong Yumo hastily took the dinner plate in her hand, and he didn't know whether it was by accident or on purpose, when his fingers touched her hands, he gently stroked them.

If it wasn't for the fear of breaking the plate in her hand, An Xiaoyue would have pulled her hand subconsciously.

Seeing that Gong Yumo seemed to have succeeded in his plan, he picked up the dinner plate and walked out.

It is really "casual" to say that you do something casually.

She made a bowl of noodles that was full of color, flavor and taste. Not only was there a layer of fragrant and soft pork ribs in the noodle bowl, but also his favorite soft-boiled poached egg.

Meat and eggs alone are not enough, there are a few crispy green vegetables on the surface, paired with the fragrant soup, the aroma is tangy.

"Just make a little bit, and eat as you go," she said.

As soon as Gong Yumo changed his usual elegant and dignified appearance, he picked up the chopsticks and spoon and started to eat.

He didn't eat a single drop of rice today, no matter how extravagant and noble the food outside is, it can't compare to this bowl of hot pork rib noodles.

He waited all day and finally got the dinner she made by herself.

Time seems to press the pause button at this moment.

Under the warm white light, Gong Yumo leaned on the table and ate noodles, while An Xiaoyue sat opposite him, watching him quietly.

A sense of satisfaction actually rose in her heart, and even she was stunned.

She thought about such a day many times, in the days before they were separated.

She thought countless times, if only she and Gong Yumo were an ordinary couple, there would be no rumors outside, and there would be no need to bear so much public opinion and pressure.

They were just an ordinary little couple. After a busy day outside, he could happily eat a bowl of hot noodles she cooked for him after returning home.

Perhaps such a day was what she had been looking forward to for a long time.

"Hiss!" Gong Yumo suddenly stopped his hands, frowning slightly.

An Xiaoyue came back to her senses and hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?"

"The ribs seem to be undercooked." Gong Yumo said with a frown as he sandwiched a small rib.

"Uncooked?" An Xiaoyue looked at the short ribs on his chopsticks, how could it be uncooked?

"Taste it." Gong Yumo handed the chopsticks to her mouth, waiting for her to verify whether it was really undercooked.

Without even thinking about it, An Xiaoyue bit off the meat on the short rib with his hand, and tasted it carefully. The texture of the meat was just right, soft and delicious.

When she was about to raise her head to tell him that she was familiar with him, she saw a sparkling smile in Gong Yumo's eyes, and her dark brown pupils were as crystal clear as two jewels under the light.

There was a childlike smug smile on his face, and it was only then that An Xiaoyue realized that she had fallen into his path!

When did he actually learn this trick!

Just as An Xiaoyue was about to say a few words to him, the phone on the table rang suddenly.

Gong Yumo continued to eat noodles with a smile, and she picked up her mobile phone to answer.

"What!" In just a moment, the blood on her face faded to pale, and she was stunned.

Gong Yumo realized that something was wrong with her, and hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?"

An Xiaoyue's cell phone slipped from her hands feebly, and she looked at Gong Yumo absent-mindedly, "Something happened to Duo'er!"