Aunt Zhao washed her hands and prepared to go to the kitchen to cook.

She is also happy today. Shang Qian is back and the family can be the same as before.

When the two children went to take a bath, Shang Qian was not worried about their ability to take care of themselves, so he consciously went to the kitchen to help.

Aunt Zhao saw that his legs were inconvenient and asked him to go out with a smile:

"Sir, I will cook whatever you want to eat. How about you go and rest?"

Shang Qian smiled, his eyebrows stretched and his voice was deep and pleasant:

"It doesn't matter, just make the children's rice and your own, and I'll cook mine and Su Nan's."

Aunt Zhao paused and immediately understood something.

"Okay, sir, you are not here during this period. Although everyone is still the same as before, I always feel that something is missing at home, especially my wife, who rarely even speaks.

She was very sad. It was obvious that we all thought you were dead, but she never cried in front of the children or said anything happened to you.

Now it seems that you are really in sync with each other. If you give a false alarm, you will be lucky if you survive the disaster!"

Aunt Zhao's words made Shang Qian slightly dazed, as if he had been punched in the heart, and he took it silently.

Everyone knew she was not doing well.

He was the only one who ignored her pain.

What a despicable self!

It's been a long time.

Only then did he react.

"hope so."

His voice was low and hoarse.

The children's meals are delicious and tasty.

Shang Qian and Su Nan's meals were quite simple. Vegetable and fish noodles were Su Nan's favorite late-night snack.

Su Nan smelled the fragrance.

Although her whole body was sore and she had no strength at all, she was really hungry.

I didn't eat much when I left the hospital in the morning, and I didn't eat much when I went to see Song Zhihe off at noon.

Until now, she has been hungry all day!

Hungry!

When I opened my eyelids, the room was dark, with only a wall lamp, and the deliberately low sounds outside could be heard.

She seemed to be dreaming.

What happened in the afternoon was so unreal that it flooded into my mind.

But the pain in her body reminded her that all this was true.

Shang Qian came back and slept with her!

Her face suddenly turned red, and she sat up. Her body was still fresh and clean, but her clothes were no longer the same ones.

While she was shy, she suddenly realized something. She rolled up her sleeves and saw the scattered pink scars on them, and the blush on her face completely disappeared.

She is afraid of being known.

He doesn't know anymore?

The nightgown she was given to change into was a long-sleeved silk nightgown with wide sleeves on the arms, similar to the sleeves of Hanfu.

There was some embarrassment and panic in her heart.

So she went down barefoot, opened the door, looked at the light in the living room, and was slightly startled.

Let’s talk about the children and Xiao Yuer playing games in the living room.

Aunt Zhao was missing. She smelled the aroma of the food and saw the tall and slender figure of the man in the kitchen.

She suddenly felt that something was unreal.

When she saw him coming out with a dinner plate in one hand and a cane in the other, her chest tightened slightly and she seemed to feel a slight pain.

This is not a dream.

He came and he didn't leave.

The distance and barrier between them seemed to disappear in an instant.

It's as if it's back to the way it was before the earthquake.

Wherever she can be seen, he is always there.

When coming out.

Shang Qian also saw her, his face paused slightly, and then he showed a gentle and bright smile:

"Woke up?"

Under Su Nan's gaze, he still insisted on putting the things on the dining table, and then limped over.

"Let's eat, it was just cooked."

He held her hand, and his eyes seemed to be entangled with countless tender feelings, which could not be dissolved, wiped away, and would never fade away.

Su Nan looked away like a dodge, but she followed him to the dining table by accident.

Looking at the vegetables and fish noodles, the past memories were brought back again.

She didn't like late night snacks, so he always patiently coaxed her to eat a few more bites.

Even after just one bite, he would smile and praise her for how great it was.

And let’s talk about the fact that even if a child eats all the rice in his bowl, he will only get a compliment from him as “awesome”.

Double standards.

Su Nan sat there, motionless.

Shang Qian turned around and took out his own noodles from the kitchen, which was larger than her bowl.

Seeing that she didn't move, Shang Qian pursed his lips and said, "Don't want to eat?"

Su Nan was very hungry, but she restrained herself.

In the afternoon, I could explain that I was deceived by beauty, but now that I have finished eating, I still care about male sex.

It’s time to face reality!

She raised her eyes and looked at him, with a hoarse and charming voice:

"I thought you knew how to cook?"

This sentence is just the beginning, to lead to the French restaurant behind.

Shang Qian raised his eyebrows and looked at her with a smile:

"If you want to eat it, I'll make it next time. I don't have much ingredients at home."

He said this casually, as if he had been used to a life of steady flow.

Su Nan took a deep breath and looked at him:

"Don't you have anything to say to me?"

Shang Qian's face froze slightly, as if he realized that she was going to be angry.

At this moment, the kids Talk and Xiao Yuer ran over and circled around the two people with smiles on their faces.

"Mommy, I want a hug..."

Su Nan calmed down her seriousness and looked at her with a smile. Just as she was about to reach out to hug her, she realized that her arms were sore and weak and she had no strength at all.

It's all the fault of the man across from me.

She gritted her teeth, not knowing how to end it.

Shang Qian chuckled and waved to Tanshuo:

"Come here, daddy will hug you, mommy is tired."

Talk about it. The children ran over happily.

Shang Qian easily picked her up and put her on his lap. Then he looked at Xiao Yuer and waved:

"Are you sitting here too?"

Xiao Yuer pouted her mouth with a look of reluctance:

"I'm a man. When I grow up, I can't sit on a boy's lap. Godfather, your legs haven't healed yet. Can you let my sister sit on my lap?"

As he said this, he climbed onto the seat next to Shang Qian, patted his short legs, and motioned for Shang Qian to pass him over.

Shang Qian's eyes became cold for a moment, "What a beautiful idea!"
To be continued...