Quickly wear the hero, you got the wrong script

Chapter 40 Run with the Ball Novel CEO Male Lead x Human Wealthy Flower and Gentle Female Supporting Partner (12)

Nan Huai suddenly had an idea in his mind.

"999, Chu Xia also entered this body halfway, didn't he?"

999 turned over in the space and got up.

"Maybe. I don't know if 888 has found Mr. Chuxia. I'll try to contact it."

Nan Huai turned on the faucet, the gurgling water washed the vegetable leaves, and his slender fingers passed through the water, which was pleasing to the eye.

While watching TV and eating in early summer, he suddenly received a call from Gu An'an, only then did he remember that he hadn't told his family.

"Hey, An'an, you can eat. I'm at a friend's house and I'll be back after dinner. Don't worry."

After hanging up the phone, Chu Xia smelled a scent on her nose, like Coke chicken wings.

Chu Xia's eyes lit up, and she ran to the door of the kitchen with potato chips in her arms. Nan Huai turned her back to her and turned the dishes with a spatula.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Nan Huai pursed his lips and didn't turn his head back.

"It's almost ready, let's serve the dishes out."

This tone is the same as that of the old couple after they got married in their previous life.

Chu Xia didn't pay much attention to it, and ran over to put down the potato chips, washed her hands and served the dishes.

When the last dish was ready, Nan Huai took off the apron, looked at Chu Xia who was running back and forth to pick up the bowls and chopsticks like a little butterfly, picked up the phone and made a call.

"Nanhuai, it's time to eat."

Standing in front of the dining table, Chu Xia blinked and looked at Nan Huai. Nan Huai put his phone back in his pocket and strode over.

"Eat."

These two words sounded like the sounds of nature to Chu Xia's ears at the moment. He pulled out the chair and sat down, impatiently grabbing a piece of chicken wing.

Just as he was about to stuff it into his mouth, he looked at Nan Huai who hadn't moved his chopsticks yet. Then someone who remembered table manners turned his wrist and put the chicken wings in Nan Huai's bowl.

Nan Huai looked at Chu Xia with a funny face, and gave her a piece of chicken wing.

"Eat, don't be restrained."

Chu Xia is an honest person, since the host said that there is no need to restrain her, then let her eat freely.

As soon as the dish was eaten, the familiar taste stimulated the taste buds, and Chu Xia's eyes turned red all of a sudden.

Nan Huai was stunned, watching Chu Xia's tears falling down, and quickly took a tissue to wipe her face.

"What's wrong? Isn't it delicious?"

Nan Huai walked behind Chu Xia, put his hand to her mouth, and patted her on the back lightly.

"Be good, if it doesn't taste good, spit it out."

Chu Xia put the tissue on her eyes, shook her head, chewed a few times, and swallowed the dish.

Nan Huai stretched out his long arms, took the teapot over, poured a glass of water and handed it to Chu Xia's mouth.

Chu Xia drank a few sips before gradually calming down. Looking at Nan Huai's worried face, he tugged on his sleeves a little embarrassedly.

"You, you go back and sit down."

"Not sad?"

"Ah."

Chu Xia hummed softly, lowered her head and silently ate the rice.

Nan Huai sat back on his seat and looked at her with a smile.

"I thought my dishes were so unpalatable."

Chu Xia raised her head, pursed her lips and smiled.

"No, it's delicious, that is, the taste is quite similar to the dishes made by my mother."

Chu Xia found an excuse, and silently apologized to the original owner's mother who had been dead for many years.

Nan Huai nodded, feeling better.

His Chuxia's lying skills are still as bad as ever.

After dinner, Chu Xia was supposed to help Nan Huai clean up the dishes, but was rejected.

Chu Xia had no choice but to follow behind him step by step.

The doorbell rang, and Nan Huai put the bowl in the dishwasher.

"Chu Xia, go and open the door."

"Oh."

Chu Xia trotted over, and came in with a small cake after a while.

"Why did you still order a cake? I almost can't eat it."

(End of this chapter)