Zaaryo's ex-husband dressed as a male protagonist

The few days since Rong An was discharged from the hospital have been sunny, and the snow has melted, making it even colder.

Youyao International and Rong's Technology have been completely on holiday, and there is no one in the company or research institute. Rong An, who is on holiday, and Yan Xiu, who has finished work, stay at home all day, watching movies and reading books, so they are not too boring .

It is worth mentioning that Yan Xiu has been cooking for the past few days because of the holiday for his aunt. Although Rong An has been discharged from the hospital, he has a nervous partner at home and he can't do much, even the most basic things every day. The movement was strictly rejected by Yan Xiu.

Rong An looked at Yan Xiu with a serious face, and sat down on the chair obediently, then looked at Yan Xiu's figure carrying the dishes back and forth.

Yan Xiu was wearing a pink apron that Rong An wore back then. The pink and tender color formed a sharp contrast with Yan Xiu's cold face, and the collision between the two sides created a cute contrast.

The thin rope of the apron was tied behind his back, stretching out Yan Xiu's waistline, and Rong An's eyes drifted down as he looked at it.

Yan Xiu left Rong An's line of sight again and walked into the kitchen. When he came out, he no longer had an apron on his body, and he was still holding a small cup of soup in his hand. After putting it in front of Rong An, he was so hot that he shook his hand away. : "Drink soup before eating."

After Yanxiu sat on the chair, Rong An picked up the spoon and scooped it up. There were some red unidentified objects floating in the soup pot, which smelled good.

Rong An blew on the soup on the spoon a few times and drank it. It tasted really good. It tasted a little bit bitter at the beginning, and then it returned to sweetness. This is much sweeter than the soup he drank a few days ago. Rong An raised his head and asked him : "What kind of soup is this?"

Yan Xiu swallowed the food in his mouth, and said in a neutral manner, "Blood-enriching soup, drink chicken soup tomorrow after drinking it today."

Rong An: "..." It doesn't have to be like this.

"I think I'm already healed. Is it not good to drink like this every day? It's not enough to make up for it." Rong An couldn't bear it when he heard that there would be soup tomorrow. Although he used to drink soup every day, he didn't Drinking three meals a day or even four or five times a day like now, no matter how delicious it is, it will get boring if you drink too much.

"I consulted the doctor for these. You have lost too much blood, so you have to make up for it now." Unmoved, Yan Xiu picked up a piece of chili scrambled egg and put it in his mouth without looking away.

I asked the doctor, there is no way...

Rong An sighed helplessly, then continued to drink blood-enriching soup in the face of reality.

Rong An was discharged from the hospital for a few days, but when he was in a car accident, the glass injured his artery, and he was the one who shed the pool of blood in a short time.Now the wound on Rong An's head has scabbed over. At that time, the hair stuck to the wound and was cut into a short cut.

Even though he made up every day for the past few days, Rong An's complexion was not very good, his red lips in the past turned a light color, and his weight did not increase but decreased, but Rong An himself wanted to run out without counting.

"Mom and Dad said, let's all go back for the Chinese New Year this year." Rong An finally finished the soup, looked at the dishes on the table and then looked at Yan Xiu, "We will stay there for a few more days and wait for Auntie to come back Let's go home."

Yan Xiu, who had been eating quietly all this time, frowned upon hearing this, put down his chopsticks, lowered his head sadly, and said, "Do you dislike the taste of my food? You can only make up for it by drinking soup."

Rong An was shocked by Yan Xiu's reaction, he didn't seem to say anything bad, did he?Rong An was a little puzzled, but followed Yan Xiu's words and said in surprise: "Why do you think so, although you like spicy food recently, I also like other delicious foods!"

Yan Xiu raised his head and said, "Sure enough, you just think I've changed my taste and disliked me. Otherwise, why did you wait until Auntie took her leave before coming back!"

"You don't have to cook every day when Auntie comes back." Rong An understood with a smile, "I don't want you to work so hard around the kitchen, what a fool!"

"You're the fool!" Yan Xiu, who knew he wanted to go off the rails, snapped back, picked up the bowl and ate without lifting his head, but the exposed tips of his ears were already red.

Yan Xiu also felt that he was a little baffled recently, he wanted to be coaxed if he was even a little bit petty, and he was always thinking wildly. He even watched a lot less movies these days, and he was afraid that he would be affected by the plot in the movie.

Thinking of something, Yan Xiu immediately forgot his embarrassment, looked up at Rong An, and said, "By the way, you have an email and I put it in the study."

"E-mail?" Rong An was curious. At this time, everyone had something to communicate on the Internet, and Rong An didn't know how long it had been since he had received such things as written emails.

"Well, I think the address on the envelope is from Capital University." Yan Xiu was the natural address of a Capital University graduate.

Ever since the car accident, the memory belonging to "Rong An" has been deeply imprinted in Rong An's mind, like a dusty box has been unlocked for a long time, and some pictures that have never appeared before also appear in Rong An's mind, which makes Rong An An almost felt in a daze that he was the original owner.

"It should be sent by a professor in the school." Rong An smiled, some old professors are still used to written mail.

Yan Xiu nodded and didn't ask any more questions. He picked up the fried pork with chili and continued to eat.

Not long after eating, Rong An was rushed to take a nap by Yan Xiu after reading the email. Although it was a bit unhealthy, Rong An still went at this time.

The way for Rong An to mend his body was properly arranged by Yan Xiu, and after several days of mending, the two finally boarded the car in Hui Rong's house.

"It looks much better than last time, but it's a little thinner." Mother Rong, who was polite with them, took Rong An's hand and said distressedly.

Hearing this, Rong An glanced at Yan Xiu, then smiled and said to Rong's mother, "The food Yan Xiu cooks is very delicious. I eat several bowls every day. The doctor said that I recovered very quickly."

Mother Rong couldn't understand the meaning of Rong An's words, she rolled her eyes regardless of her appearance, and said, "I think your skinny skin and tender flesh are all cultivated by words."

Rong An laughed dryly, how could he be described as a big man with thin skin and tender flesh!He has rough skin and thick flesh!

When they came to the living room, Father Rong had already made tea and was waiting, Rong Ping and Liang Qiong were sitting beside him.

After saying hello, Rong An and Yan Xiu sat on the sofa on the other side, and the two who didn't like tea were brought two cups of hot drinks by the butler.

"Jiang's family sent some sea fish, let the kitchen do it!" After talking with the housekeeper, Rong's father continued to enjoy tea leisurely, while Rong's mother couldn't help asking about Rong Ping and Liang Qiong's wedding arrangements: "When are you two going to get the certificate? I've seen it. There will be several good days in the next year."

After Rong's mother said this, Rong Ping and Liang Qiong looked weird, but the two people who were watched by the whole family quickly calmed down. Rong Ping and Liang Qiong looked at each other and said, "Actually, we have already obtained the certificate. .”

Wow!

Rong An suddenly remembered that he had met the two of them when he went back to Rong Zhai to pick up invitations on Qixi Festival, so the thing that flashed by was the household registration book!

Mother Rong was shocked and asked, "What, when did it happen?"

Rong Ping was explaining the general situation, while Jian Xiu came over, approached Rong An and asked in a low voice, "Why aren't you surprised at all? You already knew?"

Rong An also followed his example, and said in a low voice, "There's nothing to be surprised about, it will happen when it happens, sooner or later."

Yan Xiu, who received this boring reply, sat up obediently and listened to their chat.

"Take this to warm your stomach." After speaking, Rong An also looked at them.

Rong An and Yan Xiu drank hot drinks and became the melon-eating crowd.

After running to chat with Liang Qiong, Rong Ping could only accompany Rong Ping who didn't know what he did to make Liang Qiong angry.

Seeing where Rong Ping was destroying the few grasses left in the winter, Rong An couldn't help but said: "It's just these few grasses, and I'm going to be my father, so why bother with the grass?"

"You don't understand, alas~" Rong Ping glanced at Rong An and grabbed Ye Zi again.

Rong An didn't intend to ask him any more, but Rong Ping turned around and said by himself: "Xiao Qiong said that she doesn't want to go on her honeymoon, and she's worried that the baby will get hurt."

"How could you get hurt on the honeymoon?" Rong An didn't understand.

"I'm afraid I'm drunk!" Rong Ping was melancholy, "There is a vineyard where I want to go, and there are many good wines in the wine cellar, Xiaoqiong is afraid that I will get drunk and lose control."

Uncontrollable is very good, Rong An complains.

"You can just control yourself, don't you have to drink good wine on your honeymoon?"

The most important thing Rong Ping didn't say was that if he let them know that he was too clingy to Liang Qiong and made him unable to stand it, he would be laughed to death.

Rong Ping, who was halfway through the narration, felt better, and said casually: "Your Yanxiu and Liang Qiong have similar tastes, don't you be fathers?"

"Ah? Probably not." Rong An was stunned for a moment, then denied with a smile, they have taken measures, it took several years for others to be normal, he has no reason...

Thinking about Rong An, the more emboldened he is. The two of them sometimes neglect when they are interested. Moreover, Rong An has also noticed recently that Yan Xiu's mood fluctuates. The person who usually stepped on cockroaches was scared and wronged two days ago. .

Yan Xiu is indeed very likely to have a baby, Rong An and him are both inexperienced people, judging from all the signs, Rong An has to think about it.

After a brief silence, Rong Ping and Rong An talked about the sweeping robot again. It can't be that there are people in the entire company of Rong's Technology, but he, the person who occasionally helps to make suggestions, doesn't have it!

"You don't need it, and you need this if you have a servant at home?" Rong Ping, who has a relationship, is even more exaggerated than him. There is a cleaner in the office and a servant at home, and the robot vacuum is useless.

The two chatted outside for a while, then walked back to their rooms. Rong An hesitated for a while, and then sat down beside Yan Xiu, but his eyes couldn't help but look at his stomach.

"Is there a cub in it? Is it good-looking?" Yan Xiu, a living man like Rong An, couldn't help but pull the blanket over his stomach.

Rong An replied subconsciously: "It looks good!"

Yan Xiu: "What?"

The author has something to say: Kawen is so stuck, I really want to end it (bald head)