Dear Mr. Shi

When Yuhan closed the door, Song Qinghuan took the pillow and threw it to the door.

Immediately, she lay down on the bed, sulking, and the more she thought about it, the more she felt that she should get divorced from the cold.

After lying down for a while, the excuse of being hungry made her discover that she herself was really hungry.

She changed her clothes and went downstairs. She was surprised to find that she was warming out of the cold and was eating in the kitchen. How could he cook? Is it because she said she was hungry, so she turned and left. Was she going downstairs to make food for her?

The anger in my heart suddenly disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Then they were in the small village, in that small house, he washed her hands and made soup, then washed the dishes together, and the scenes of tidying up the house together came up.

At that time, he obviously wanted to talk to her about divorce, but in the end he forced her not to divorce...

He had always said that he had to do it, so he probably changed his mind so quickly for the first time.

Thinking about it, Song Qinghuan's heart suddenly became soft and confused.

Feeling Song Qinghuan's gaze, Shi Yuhan looked back at her: "It's down, it's not good, you can eat after going out for a meeting."

Song Qinghuan's body was a little stiff, and her expression was a little stiff.

He didn't say anything. Turning around, the cold voice sounded from behind: "You just sit at the table and wait for me. It only takes 15 minutes to get everything done."

Song Qinghuan looked back, when Yuhan glanced at him, and when he looked at him, he seemed to be joking again, but said inexplicably: "Should you not, sneak out again."

"..." Song Qinghuan curled his lips, stepped coldly, and left.

She was sitting at the dining table blankly, waiting silly, but her heart was like a boat on the sea without direction, flickering up and down.

It seemed that she sat quietly for a long time, but it didn't take long. Shi Yuhan said fifteen minutes. It was really fifteen minutes that she brought the fried dishes to the table and gave Song Qing a bowl of rice.

No matter what this man does, whether he treats others or himself, he will always be so harsh.

Shi Yuhan did not sit opposite her today, but sat down beside her, took a deep look at her, and then ate slowly.

She was actually very hungry, but because of her pregnancy, she ate delicious food in her mouth. It's the same as chewing wax.

But she can't eat it, and now she is not alone, but two.

But except for vegetables, other fish, meat and eggs, I didn't want to eat them all, and I couldn't eat them.

Fortunately, it was made lightly to keep out the cold. If the oil is rich and strong, it is estimated that she will feel sick after smelling it.

Seeing that Song Qinghuan only eats vegetables, Shi Yuhan frowned slightly: "Why do you only eat vegetables and fish!"

Song Qinghuan shook his head, saying that he didn't want to eat.

Shi Yuhan didn't say anything, just picked a piece of fish and put it in Song Qinghuan's bowl.

"I won't eat this!" Song Qinghuan groaned, and her mood after pregnancy was always inexplicably unstable.

Shi Yuhan's face was approaching Song Qinghuan, took the fish in Song Qinghuan's bowl and bite half of it in his mouth, and then the other half moved towards Song Qinghuan's mouth.

Song Qinghuan was caught off guard and bit the other half directly

She subconsciously wanted to hide, but Shi Yuhan grabbed her head. There was no way, Song Qinghuan could only eat.

In fact, it's okay, the fish can still be eaten, and it seems to be quite delicious.