I entered the wrong room on my wedding night and was doted on by the sinister CEO.

Song Liyue promised not to enter the kitchen, but after Yu Moyuan went upstairs, she went in anyway.

Yu Moyuan had been busy all day, so there was no reason to cook by himself when he came back.

Whether it is a relationship between boyfriend and girlfriend, or a relationship between an unmarried couple, there is no reason for the man to take care of the woman unilaterally. If you want a long-term, sweet and solid relationship, mutual dedication is necessary.

Song Liyue can cook.

It's just that after recognizing a relative, there are few opportunities to do it yourself.

All the men in the Song family work, and even Yu Moyuan, who had never touched Yang Chun Shui before, is now a good cook.

Song Liyue checked the refrigerator. There were some baby cabbage and beef balls made by Song Minghui two days ago.

After being hungry for a day, it is not suitable to eat something too heavy, so Song Liyue cut an egg and cooked it with beef balls and baby cabbage. Because of the eggs, the soup was milky white and looked very sweet and refreshing.

Song Liyue tasted it and it tasted good.

After Yu Moyuan took a shower and went downstairs, he smelled the fragrance coming from the kitchen.

He walked into the kitchen and hugged Song Liyue from behind, "Silly Yuanyuan, aren't you allowed to do it?"

Song Liyue turned her head and kissed Yu Moyuan's chin, "I'm a little hungry too."

"Didn't you have dinner?"

Song Liyue nodded, "Yeah, we went shopping until very late. When we got home, everyone was full, and I was too lazy to do it alone."

It was true that she hadn't eaten, but Song Liyue wasn't actually hungry.

The hot pot they had for lunch was difficult to digest. They bought a lot of snacks while shopping, drank milk tea, ate ice cream, etc. Their stomachs are still a little bloated until now.

But she didn't mind eating a few more bites with Yu Moyuan.

Song Liyue asked: "I just cooked the soup. Is it enough to eat? Do you want a bowl of noodles?"

"I'll come, you go sit in the living room."

"it is good."

Song Liyue took the soup out and turned on the TV to find a funny variety show.

About ten minutes later, Yu Moyuan came out with a bowl of dry scallion noodles and two bowls.

Yu Moyuan filled a bowl for Song Liyue.

Song Liyue looked at it and felt that her stomach was getting more bloated, but she still picked up her chopsticks and said, "It looks delicious. Your cooking skills are even better than mine."

Yu Moyuan smiled, and directly pulled Song Liyue and the stool to his side, then lowered his head and kissed Song Liyue on the lips, "Sure enough, she has eaten candy. No wonder she talks so sweetly."

Song Liyue blushed and pushed Yu Moyuan away, "I didn't eat any candy, it's just toothpaste that's sweet."

Five minutes before Yu Moyuan returned home, she had just finished taking a shower and brushing her teeth.

"Stop making trouble with me and eat quickly!"

Song Liyue put the chopsticks into Yu Moyuan's hand, then moved the stool farther away from Yu Moyuan.

Yu Moyuan smiled lovingly and lowered his head to eat.

The two of them just watched the hilarious programs on the variety show and finished their late-night snack quietly.

Song Liyue only ate half a bowl of noodles and a bowl of soup, and Yu Moyuan ate the rest.

Yu Moyuan went to wash the dishes, while Song Liyue sat on the sofa and rubbed her bulging belly.

Song Liyue was really full. Maybe the food she ate outside in the afternoon was too greasy and difficult to digest. Everything she ate was accumulated in her stomach, which caused some flatulence and acid reflux.

She shouldn't show off...

My belly now looks as if I was three or four months pregnant.

When Yu Moyuan came out from washing the dishes, he saw Song Liyue lying on the sofa rubbing her belly. For some reason, her heartbeat accelerated a few beats.

This scene had appeared in his dream, it was beautiful and happy.

However, Yu Moyuan knew that Song Liyue's bulging belly was not because of pregnancy, but because of overeating.

Because they had always taken contraceptive measures, before getting married, or before Song Liyue was ready, even if he wanted to have the fruit of his love with Song Liyue, he would not have it rashly.

Yu Moyuan walked up to Song Liyue, put his big hand on Song Liyue's belly and rubbed it gently, and lowered his head to kiss Song Liyue's forehead, "You only ate so little, why are you full?"

Song Liyue leaned into Yu Moyuan's arms uncomfortably, "Maybe the hot pot we had for lunch was too oily and made her stomach uncomfortable."

Yu Moyuan frowned, "You go back to your room and lie down first, and I'll buy stomach and digestive tablets."

I had prepared a medicine kit at home before, but my new home in the capital has not yet prepared a medicine kit, and the family doctor has gone home for the New Year holiday.

Song Liyue held Yu Moyuan's hand to prevent him from leaving, "It's snowing outside. Don't go out to freeze just after taking a shower. It'll be okay. Just take it slow and you'll be fine."

Yu Moyuan hesitated.

Song Liyue acted coquettishly, "Just rub it for me. I want to watch this variety show in your arms."

Yu Moyuan had no ability to resist Song Liyue's coquettishness, so he could only sit down obediently and continue to rub her belly.

I don't know if rubbing her belly really makes her feel better, or Song Liyue is just holding it back. Yu Moyuan can't tell whether she is uncomfortable or not.

While she was fascinated by the variety show, Yu Moyuan picked up his phone and sent a message.

Ten minutes later, Song Liyue rushed into the bathroom holding her stomach.

My stomach is still too fragile, and the acid reflux reaches a certain point where the entire stomach is pushing up.

At this moment, Song Liyue was lying on the toilet and vomiting.

Yu Moyuan half-crouched beside Song Liyue distressedly, tying her hair with one hand and wiping her physiological tears with a tissue in the other.

After her stomach was vomited, Song Liyue felt better.

Yu Moyuan wiped Song Liyue's mouth, and said helplessly and distressedly, "You..."

Song Liyue pursed her lips in aggrieved tone, "I haven't had stomach trouble in a year or two. I thought I'd be fine and I could hold on."

Someone knocked on the door.

Song Liyue pushed Yu Moyuan to the bathroom, "You open the door and I'll speak."

The person who came was Song Qingya, and he was holding a bowl of hot fermented eggs and a bottle of proprietary Chinese medicine made into the size of Po Chai pills.

Song Qingya entered the house but did not see Song Liyue, "Where is Yuanyuan?"

"In the bathroom, I just vomited my stomach."

Song Qingya frowned and said, "You can't eat fermented eggs after vomiting. Eat an apple first to cushion your stomach."

"Ah."

Yu Moyuan went to peel an apple.

When Song Liyue came out of the bathroom, she was watched by Yu Moyuan and Song Qingya as she finished the apple. After waiting for ten minutes, she was watched as she ate less than half a bowl of fermented fermented eggs.

Song Qingya warned, "If there are no symptoms of discomfort in the stomach after two hours, just do this tonight, and then wake up and have breakfast tomorrow before taking stomach medicine."

Yu Moyuan agreed.

Song Liyue tugged on Song Qingya's sleeve, "Thank you, brother. I'm sorry for bothering you so late..."

Song Qingya touched Song Liyue's head, "I'm sorry is not something you would say to your family. Do you know how to take care of your body in the future?"

"I know." Song Liyue nodded obediently.