Zaaryo's ex-husband dressed as a male protagonist

After going to the hospital to see Liang Qiong, Rong An and Yan Xiu, who had nothing to do there, went home.

Only a few days away from home, Rong An felt as if it had been a long time, when he went there he was full of joy, but when he came back he was full of confusion.

After carrying the luggage and returning to the room, Rong An turned back to Yan Xiu who was behind and said, "Brother Liang has a baby, I thought I heard it wrong."

Rong An stopped suddenly, and Yan Xiu almost bumped into him. He quickly stabilized his figure and looked at Rong An suspiciously. He didn't understand what was wrong with this matter. Strange!

Looking at Yan Xiu's puzzled eyes, Rong An's words got stuck, his eyes turned around complicatedly, he laughed twice, and then said: "It's just that they are too fast, I'm a little surprised."

Rong An squatted down without changing his complexion, took out the clothes in the suitcase and hung them up, but his heart was deeply entangled.

Rong Ping was about the same height as Liang Qiong. When Liang Qiong was Rong Ping's special assistant, Rong An would not see Liang Qiong carrying the drunk Rong Ping without changing his expression. "Friends" matter, Rong An subconsciously felt that Rong Ping was turning things upside down and saying something ironic.

There is a feeling of being reversed Xipi...

This is definitely because of the illusion created by Rong Ping's coddling back then!

"What are you thinking, give me the scarf." Yan Xiu shouted a few times, but Rong An didn't respond, and directly reached out to grab the scarf from his hand.

"Oh! It's nothing." Rong An came back to his senses, drove out the unbelievable thoughts in his head, and continued to sort the clothes in the suitcase.

"I want to eat noodles at noon." Yan Xiu had just packed up his things, and he yawned after he finished speaking. Spicy."

"Don't you can't eat spicy food? The smell of soy sauce is delicious, why don't you eat that." Rong An turned and left the bedroom, Yan Xiu stuck to his back like a spirit behind him, and Rong An took a step and he took a step.

"No, I want to eat spicy food today." Yan Xiu held his hand by the corner of his clothes and said softly, "I remember Auntie made us a bottle of dried chili sauce, add that!"

When going down the stairs, Rong An was afraid that he would fall, so he bent down and picked him up directly.

With a helpless face, Rong An said without looking back, "Since there is chili sauce, you can add it in after you make it."

Thinking of the delicious and spicy chili sauce, Yan Xiu, who felt his mouth was drooling, nodded, which was a reluctant compromise.

The following noodles do not need to have very good cooking skills. When they arrived in the kitchen, Yanxiu had already stood aside quietly waiting for food. Rong An opened the refrigerator, and there were only some vacuum food that could last for storage. Leaf celery, and a few packets of mustard.

What kind of combination is this...?

Rong An, who is an ordinary cook, took out a few more eggs and planned to make celery and egg noodles. Rong An thought about mustard and put it back in the refrigerator. He can make normal meals into a slimming function, but he doesn't want to challenge dark cooking.

After the water boiled, put in the noodles, Rong An asked Yan Xiu to watch the pot, while he fried poached eggs in another pan.

"Would you like a hard-boiled egg or a soft-boiled egg?" Rong An asked him, turning the egg over with his hands.

Yanxiu stirred the noodles in the pot with chopsticks, and took the time to reply, "It's runny, I want to mix the noodles in the soup."

Rong An smiled, and kept moving his hands, and soon a few soft-boiled eggs were cooked, and Yanxiu's noodles could be turned off the heat soon after the celery was poured down.

It was already close to the afternoon, and the two of them who had only eaten a little in the morning were already very hungry. After taking the bowls and chopsticks, Rong An directly put the pot on the dining table.

The egg was fried until it was browned, and it broke when poked with chopsticks. The inside was soft and glutinous egg yolk. After taking a sip of the soup, Rong An ate half of the egg in one bite. One bite is full of the sweetness of celery noodles.

If I lost my job, I might still be able to buy noodles. It must be popular, Rong An thought shamelessly.

Yan Xiu got up halfway through eating and went back to the kitchen, took out a glass bottle from it, Rong An watched as Yan Xiu, who was sitting back to his original position, dug out a large spoonful of darker chili sauce from the bottle, Rong An Slightly frowning and watching, he could smell the smell when he was sitting across from him.

"You put in less, your stomach will feel uncomfortable if you eat too much later." Rong An reminded him that this dried chili sauce is quite spicy, anyway, after eating it last time, his stomach was so hot that he couldn't stand it.

Yan Xiu was also quite self-aware, he put a little more than a spoonful and then mixed the noodles in the bowl with chopsticks until the whole bowl of noodles was dyed, then picked up a big mouthful.

Although he felt that he could eat a whole cow when he was hungry, but when he really started to eat, Rong An only ate two big bowls and was full.

Rong An put down his chopsticks, rested his chin and looked at Yan Xiu, who was still wheezing while he was blushing.

The bowl that Yanxiu ate was still the first bowl. In the second bowl, he didn't put any chili sauce, but picked up a soft-boiled egg, which was poked into the soup and turned into a yellowish thick soup. Ann laughed.A bowl of noodles in winter can be very satisfying, and sitting on the sofa with the whole body warm can only feel that life is complete.

"Are you feeling sick in your stomach?" Rong An asked Yan Xiu who was next to him. For those who don't eat spicy food often, eating a bowl of hot and red noodles can easily cause stomach problems.

Yan Xiu shook his head, leaned on Rong An's shoulder, squinted his eyes contentedly, and said, "The chili sauce is so delicious, I can eat three bowls of rice with chili sauce!"

It sounds nice, Rong An complained.

The two of them stayed at home for most of the afternoon, and they had already contacted their aunt in the evening, so there was no need for the two of them to cook dinner.

The weather was gloomy all afternoon, and in the evening, it began to snow outside, the treetops were covered with snow, and the ground was also covered with a layer of snow.

"The snow is getting bigger and bigger. The road will be blocked tomorrow. You still have to go to work?"

Yan Xiu put a dry towel on his head, wore a cartoon version of cat pajamas, and held a cup of hot water, sitting obediently on the sofa and looking at Rong An.

"Are you stupid?" Rong An wiped his hair casually and said with a smile, "There is a snowplow."

Embarrassed, Yan Xiu pretended to be calm, raised his glass and took a sip of water, then said, "I know, I was just talking about the snow in our yard."

"Just call the property manager."

Rong An didn't tell the truth, and didn't continue to piss him off. He didn't take his pajamas to take a shower until his hair was almost dry.

No matter how much a scientific researcher likes to do research, he still has to take a holiday. He will go to the company tomorrow to deal with documents and at the same time provide benefits to the company's employees.

In the past, it was distributed with Youyao International. In addition to the red envelopes for the New Year, as a technology company, Rong's Technology naturally wanted to send some company souvenirs to win people's hearts by the way.

Of course, Rong An's main purpose was to ask them to make a usage report.

Rong An was washing his hair, when the bathroom door slammed open, Rong An's hair was covered in shampoo bubbles, and Yan Xiu, who came in with his head, stared wide-eyed.

Seeing that Yan Xiu was blushing but didn't intend to go away, Rong An turned around, didn't take the pajamas beside him, but turned his back to him and quickly rinsed off before putting on the bathrobe.

Rong An's face was flushed. He suspected that the hot water was too hot because he was too anxious just now. He said to Yan Xiu who was already standing inside: "Are you going to the bathroom? I'll go out first."

"It's not that I haven't seen it. I don't go to the toilet. I have something to tell you." After successfully seeing Rong An's blushing Yan Xiu's eyes were brimming, Yan Xiu jumped, and Rong An subconsciously caught him.

"Don't make trouble, my hair isn't dry yet." Rong An's own hair was still dripping with water, sliding down her neck, and occasionally a few hairs fell from her forehead, in order not to confuse the water with self-cultivation On the ground, Rong An slightly opened the distance between the two of them.

Rong An silently looked at Yan Xiu who was sleeping soundly, not knowing what to say for a while.

Yan Xiu ran to talk to him last night, and the conversation changed as he talked, and the place changed as he talked.

"..."

To actually use words to repair the initiative, it seems that he has neglected his duty.

It was only six o'clock in the morning, and the snow outside had stopped for a long time. Rong An, who couldn't sleep anymore, changed into his clothes and went out to exercise against the cold wind.

I have to say that living in a high-end residential area is different. When Rong An just went out, what he saw was the snow-cleared road, and it was extremely clean in the morning.

Rong An ran a few laps, and when he was approaching the door of the house, he saw a bright red car parked in front of a family from a distance, and a figure flashed beside the car, but Rong An didn't see it when he looked again.

Some snow fell from the branches on the side of the road and hit Rong An. Rong An looked away, patted the snow on his shoulder and walked home.

Auntie has already prepared breakfast, and Yanxiu was still sleeping when Rong An went up to change clothes, Rong An didn't bother him, and asked Auntie to put the food in the incubator, Rong An drove out of the garage in his usual Cayenne, ignoring The snow in the front yard went right over, leaving only a trail of tires.

The driver he hired was because his wife was about to give birth, and after asking for leave, Rong An gave him a rest period. At this time, Rong An didn't want to find another driver casually, and now he had to drive by himself or borrow a driver from Rong Ping's family when he went out.

The snow on the driveway has been cleared, and the ground is slippery. Rong An controls the steering wheel and drives slowly with the traffic.

As soon as I arrived in the urban area, it started to snow heavily, and new snow fell on the front windshield of the car before it had time to melt.

Rong An frowned, the windshield wipers were working non-stop, but still lost to the snowflakes.

The weather forecast also said that there will be a little snow today. I am afraid that it is not a local snowfall?

The snow is getting heavier and faster, and the front windshield has become more and more blurred. For the sake of safety, Rong An plans to stop on the side of the road after observing the surroundings.

Rong An had just parked the car when he saw a car hitting him in the rearview mirror.

"Bang!!!"

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