Lovely pet rich and cold wife: You must

After returning to the room, Xia Fuhua first carried An Qi back to the bedroom, covered her with a thin quilt, then retreated carefully, came to the living room, took the kettle on the dining table, and poured himself a cup water.

Raising her head, she drank it all in one gulp. She was really tired. After drinking the water, she put down the cup and hadn't eaten dinner yet. The things she ate at noon didn't suit her appetite, so An Qi didn't eat much.

Xia Fanhua came to the kitchen again, opened the refrigerator, and the things in it were prepared by his orders, and they seemed to be pretty good, with all the ingredients he wanted.

He took it out of the refrigerator and cleaned it quickly. Now that his cooking skills have become more and more proficient, he thought that his cooking skills must catch up with An Qi's!

The sound of "ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping" came from the kitchen, which was enough to show Xia Fanhua's cooking skills.

An Qi opened her eyes in a daze, and saw it was a strange bedroom. When she thought about it again, she remembered that this was in a hotel in Bali. She held her forehead and sighed. When did she sleep? With?

She still remembered that Xia Fuhua took her to Blue Point today, and then proposed to her, and they took wedding photos, and then, until later, she was tired and fell asleep.

Even if she fell asleep, she always felt that there was something she hadn't done, so she woke up groggy.

The lights in the room were not turned on, but the curtains in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows were not drawn. An Qi still fumbled to the door and walked out.

Just now, Xia Fanhua brought out the cooked dishes and put them on the dining table. When he looked up, he saw An Qi, and couldn't help laughing and jokingly said: "I really know how to pick the time, this meal has just been prepared, you already woke up."

An Qi smiled lightly, rubbed her hair, and walked slowly towards Xia Fuhua. Xia Fuhua did the same, walked towards An Qi, and quickly hugged her in her arms. Holding her waist, bowed his forehead just touching An Qi's forehead.

Looking at An Qi's slightly pale face, a trace of guilt flashed by, and she couldn't help but said, "I've worked hard today, and I've made you tired all day."

An Qi shook her head, and said softly: "No." Indeed, no, although she was a little tired, but today she was happy, really happy, the day she had imagined had finally come true, she must be happy.

Xia Fanhua held An Qi's face, kissed her lightly on the lips, then let go of An Qi, took her hand, came to the dining table, and kindly opened the chair for An Qi, let her sit Next, and then said: "Wait a little longer, I will take out the bowls and chopsticks."

An Qi nodded, and Xia Fuhua turned around and went into the kitchen. There was the sound of running water in the kitchen. An Qi tilted her head, looked at Xia Fuhua who was washing dishes in the kitchen, and frowned slightly.

On the one hand, she was happy. After so many years of pursuit, she finally got it. She should have wanted to be happy, but on the other hand, she was sad. After she left, Xia Fanhua was left alone. How could he persist?

She had deeply experienced what it was like to be left behind by a loved one in the quilt. It always felt like she was going to die, but at that time, at least she knew that Xia Fanhua was still fine in England. What would Xia Fanhua do if he left?