Rebirth of the Supernatural Wife

Chapter 8 So Hungry
Yuan Xiaoxi rejected him, but sadly found that he was not the other party's opponent at all.

Especially since she doesn't know what's wrong?
Terribly top-heavy.

Yuan Xiaoxi stammered and said: "Yang Yangrong, we are not married yet, you can't..."

"Heh." Yang Rong's smile rang in Yuan Xiaoxi's ear, "What do you think I will do to you?"

Yuan Xiaoxi's face turned redder, and she was glad that she didn't have time to turn on the light.

Otherwise, she would lose even more face in front of Yang Rong.

There was a snap, and Yuan Xiaoxi narrowed his eyes.

The darkness lingered around for a long time, and suddenly seeing the light, I was really not used to it.

When Yuan Xiaoxi got used to the light a little bit, she felt that Yang Rong was playing with her hands, and she was surprised to find out, "Why am I hanging water?"

Yang Rong gave her a white look, "What do you think?"

Yuan Xiaoxi was even more embarrassed. It turned out that Yang Rong's actions just now were to prevent her from running a needle.

The two were speechless.

What Yuan Xiaoxi didn't expect was that what broke the silence was the thunderous grunt from her stomach.

"Uh... hungry."

Yang Rong stood up, raised his hand to check the liquid medicine in the bottle, and saw that there was less than a third of it left, so he said condescendingly to Yuan Xiaoxi: "Look at it yourself, call me when it's almost finished. I'll get you something to eat first."

"Yeah." Yuan Xiaoxi nodded hurriedly.

She is really hungry.

Yang Rong walked out of the room without closing the door. Yuan Xiaoxi, who was sitting on the bed, could see the back of Yang Rong who was opening the refrigerator in the open kitchen of the living room.

Yuan Xiaoxi breathed a sigh of relief. For the first time, she discovered that Yang Rong's aura actually made her feel a little oppressed.

It was already late, so Yang Rong simply made Yuan Xiaoxi a bowl of egg noodles with vegetables.

Yuan Xiaoxi just thought it was delicious, if Yang Rong didn't stop her, she could even drink up the soup base in the bowl.

Yang Rong frowned, "Okay, give me the bowl."

Yuan Xiaoxi reluctantly pushed the bowl to him, she glanced at it reluctantly, there was still a lot of soup in the bowl.

Yang Rong frowned even deeper, "Don't overeat."

Yuan Xiaoxi really wanted to say that she didn't overeat, she was still very hungry, and she could still eat.

She even wanted to say, why don't you cook another bowl for me.

No, two bowls are fine!

Yuan Xiaoxi didn't know what was wrong, she just felt that her stomach was very empty, even if there was a cow in front of her, she felt that she could eat it.

Seeing that Yuan Xiaoxi was really pitiful, Yang Rong threw a piece of fruit to Yuan Xiaoxi, "I'll eat it later."

"Okay, okay." Yuan Xiaoxi hurriedly nodded in agreement, holding the apple in his hand away from Yang Rong, and hid in the sofa in the living room.

Yang Rong felt his forehead jump, and he kept moving his hands and quickly finished washing the dishes.

He walked towards Yuan Xiaoxi with a serious face, and he was going to have a good talk with her.

"Finished?"

"Ah."

"Do you want another one?"

Yuan Xiaoxi's eyes lit up, "Really?"

Hunger makes people lose their minds.

Yang Rong snorted and threw the phone to her, "Mama Zheng told you to wake up and give her a call."

If you have anything to do, wait until she finishes calling.

"Oh." Yuan Xiaoxi was a little disappointed, she didn't intend to reward her with food, but it was time to call Zheng Ma.

"Use my own." She looked at the black phone that Yang Rong threw to her.

"Your battery is dead, and I didn't charge you."

"Oh."

Yuan Xiaoxi fiddled with the phone for a while, then raised his head in embarrassment, "Secret...password."

"...1212."

"... Oh." Yuan Xiaoxi lowered her head and fiddled with her phone. She felt that the number of embarrassments she had tonight was more than the total number of times she had before.

1212, does it mean December 12?

That's not...cough.

(End of this chapter)