Madam leg hurts please hug

"An Xiaoyue, you are my wife." Gong Yumo couldn't help but chuckled, "Of course I believe in you, you have to have confidence in yourself."

Hearing this, An Xiaoyue's heart warmed up, and she still said, "But she is Tang Siyin."

She is Tang Siyin, his former fiancée.

"But you are Mrs. Mo." Gong Yumo said.

He wanted to tell her that you are my upright wife, and I will favor you unconditionally.

An Xiaoyue came out of his embrace and said, "I put the thing that Tang Siyin came to give you on the cabinet for you."

Even though An Xiaoyue didn't like having things from other women in the room, she helped Gong Yumo keep them.

"Throw it away." Gong Yumo refused without thinking, "I don't need that."

An Xiaoyue was surprised, "That was sent by Tang Siyin's father from America, don't you want it?"

"It's not useful." Gong Yumo said, "Nothing else is as useful as you."

Unexpectedly, to hear such words from Gong Yumo's mouth, An Xiaoyue was a little embarrassed for a moment, and her face instantly became hot.

She quickly covered her cheeks, changed the subject and said, "The dish is completely cold, let me heat it up."

"No need." Gong Yumo held her back with gentle eyes, "I'll cook a bowl of noodles."

An Xiaoyue asked in surprise, "Can you still cook noodles?"

I have been with him day and night for several years, except for seeing him go into the kitchen to make brown sugar water for her a few times, I have never seen him cook.

Gong Yumo actually has this hidden function!
Gong Yumo rolled up his sleeves, showing a white wrist, and said with a smile, "When I was studying in the United States, I lived alone for a while, so I knew how to cook some simple noodles."

An Xiaoyue raised her head and looked at him with a smile, "Then am I lucky?"

Gong Yumo raised his eyebrows at her proudly, "You can look forward to it."

An Xiaoyue joked, "The president of the dignified ES Group is not only handsome, tall and IQ, but also from a good family background and a lot of money, and now he has a cooking skill, isn't this the ideal type in the dreams of thousands of girls? "

"Then you have to hold on tightly!" Gong Yumo said with a smile.

An Xiaoyue immediately reached out and grabbed the corner of his shirt, and asked with a smile, "Is this tight enough?"

Gong Yumo smiled, pulled her to sit on the sofa, and said, "Watch TV for a while, I'll be fine soon."

When he turned around, he couldn't help turning his head and exhorting, "Stop watching those overlord dramas, it will affect your IQ."

An Xiaoyue watched him enter the kitchen with a smile, and then put on the apron skillfully.

The warm yellow light hit the top of his head, forming a soft halo.

Under the light, Gong Yumo was dressed in white clothes and black trousers, and a lace apron, and stood by the kitchen counter, washing her hands and making soup for her.

An Xiaoyue leaned on the sofa, holding her chin and watching Gong Yumo's movements.

This might be a rare sight.

There was a faint blue flame flickering on the stove, and a handsome man in an apron stood beside the pot, skillfully cooking noodles.

An Xiaoyue was attracted by his movements, walked to the kitchen door and asked him, "Have you always cooked noodles like this before?"

Drain the cooked noodles and put the hot water in a bowl. Gong Yumo washed the pot and licked some water into the pot. Cook it yourself."

Seeing that the water was almost boiling, Gong Yumo adjusted the flavor of the soup base, put a few slices of vegetables in it, and cracked two eggs into it.

Turn off the heat when the pot is open, and then pour the soup with vegetables and eggs evenly on the surface.

When the noodles came to the table, An Xiaoyue knew that the noodles must be delicious just by looking at the arrangement and smelling the taste.

Picking up the chopsticks, she asked mysteriously, "How do you know how to do this, has anyone taught you?"

Gong Yumo put the eggs in his bowl into hers, and said casually, "Lin Xia taught it."

"Zhou Linxia?" An Xiaoyue fiddled with the noodles in the bowl, took a bite, and the taste was delicious, "I never thought that Lin Xia would make such delicious noodles."

"Because she often went abroad for competitions since she was a child, she has lived independently abroad since she was very young, so she has mastered some skills." Gong Yumo saw that she still wanted to continue to inquire, and smiled, "Eat quickly , it won’t taste good when it’s cold.”

He guessed that he wanted to continue asking, An Xiaoyue smiled, and then happily ate the noodles.

Regarding the years when Gong Yumo lived abroad, An Xiaoyue had never participated in it, and had no way of inquiring about it.

She was very curious about what happened around him, both Tang Siyin and Zhou Linxia had participated in his past, and attended his world during his youthful years.

And since she fixed her eyes on him when she was eight years old, she has never seen him for more than ten years.

Occasionally, I only see Gong Chengye, the chairman of the Gong family, mentioning his proud son when sharing his business empire on the financial news.

At that time, Xiaoyue could only look up at him through the huge electronic screen, and the starlight in his eyes was incomprehensible to others.

She would look at the huge screen and greet him, asking him if he still remembered herself, the elementary school friend who once gave him a lollipop.

Maybe he didn't remember it long ago.

He is so outstanding, there must be no shortage of people around him who will give him gifts, what is an ordinary lollipop that can no longer be ordinary?

A cool breeze wafted in through the half-covered windows and lifted a corner of the white paper by the table.

After dinner, An Xiaoyue went upstairs to take a shower, while Gong Yumo read documents in the study.

Suddenly there was a stabbing pain in the knee of his right leg. The pain came unexpectedly, and the pen in his hand almost missed and fell on the table.

He frowned slightly, covered his knee with one hand, and rubbed it gently and vigorously through the light fabric of the home clothes.

The momentary pain was so severe that it couldn't help but make his whole heart throb.

It's been a long time since I had a leg problem, and even the aftereffects from the rain last time didn't last long.

How could it sting for no reason this time.

He closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths, then opened his eyes, and took out a box of painkillers from the corner of the desk drawer.

When he took out one pill and was about to swallow it, he paused and took another pill.

I took the two painkillers together with the water in the glass, and after about 10 minutes, the pain in the knee was slightly relieved.

He sighed deeply, then put the painkillers away again and put them in an invisible corner.

When An Xiaoyue opened the door and came in, she was only wearing a summer pajamas and a pink velvet suspender skirt, revealing her slender, white and tender long legs and thin arms.

Her hair didn't look like it had been blown, and it was half-dry on the back of her head, and she held a plate of freshly cut fruit in her hand.