A beautiful reporter encounters the rich second generation of beasts: the confused wife broke into the wrong house 407. Sharing the Room with My Ex-Husband: Moving Back to the Luo Mansion 1
407. Sharing the Room with My Ex-Husband: Moving Back to the Luo Mansion 1
Gong Si watched Geshasa go away, her eyes were as curved as the beautiful moon, and a light smile appeared on her lips, blooming like a flower, beautiful but a little unpredictable...
It wasn't until eight o'clock in the evening that Luo Cheng hurried back to the villa.
When he saw the woman sitting in the corner of the sofa watching TV, his tense nerves finally relaxed.
"Have you eaten?" Luo Cheng went to Gong Si, held her soft palm, and asked softly.
"Eat." Gong Si pushed away the man blocking her view and focused on the TV screen.
Luo Cheng didn't want to make her unhappy, so he gave way and went to the dining table to take a look. He saw that there were still some leftovers, a few older green vegetables and some scattered garlic.
He happily took a bite and asked, "Did you leave it specially for me?"
It's delicious, a taste you can't get anywhere else.
Gong Si looked back at Luo Cheng, who was eating happily, and told the truth: "It's the leftovers from me. I think I'm too old to chew them, so I plan to throw them in the trash can later."
Luo Cheng ate his food for a moment and replied nonchalantly: "The economy is tight now. If you can still eat, don't waste it."
This time he didn't wait for Gong Si's response, and Luo Cheng didn't take it seriously. He planned to add some more rice, but found that Gong Si didn't lie. This woman really didn't leave anything for him, and there wasn't even a grain of rice left in the rice cooker.
"I think something big has happened to your family, and you will definitely not be able to eat." Gong Si seemed to know what he was thinking, and said in a cool tone from the side.
Luo Cheng stepped forward and pulled Gong Si up: "My dad is temporarily out of danger. Reporter Gong, teach me how to cook. I will support you in the future. At least I must learn to cook."
Gong Si raised her lips and smiled noncommittally: "I remember that some people disdain to do this kind of housework, saying that it is what women should do."
The words were still ringing in his ears, but Luo Cheng quickly overturned what he had said before.
"It turns out that Reporter Gong still remembers what I said. I knew that there is still a place for me in Reporter Gong's heart." Luocheng seemed to be suddenly given a shot of vitality.
Today was a good start. Not only did his father survive a disaster, but it also let him know that Gong Si had not forgotten what happened in the past.
Gong Si did not refute, she did remember some of them, and what she remembered was much more than what Luo Cheng knew.
"I'm watching TV. If you want to be a disciple, find someone else." Gong Si brushed Luo Cheng's hand away and went back to the sofa to lie down.
Luo Cheng was stunned for a moment and decided to look for information online.
Cooking seems not difficult, just wash the rice and throw it into the rice cooker.
Luo Cheng's first cooking process was not very smooth. He was busy late that day, and he had to take time to monitor Gong Si for signs of escaping.
That night, Gong Si slept on the bed, and Luo Cheng still slept on the couch beside her.
When Gong Si got up the next day, Luo Cheng gave her a bowl of sparse white porridge and said with a smile: "Try the porridge I made for the first time. It may not be very good. I will continue to work hard in the future to be a competent porridge."
A househusband."
Gong Si took a bite and replied softly: "It's really delicious."
Luo Cheng is a proud man. If it were normal, cooking for a woman would be intolerable, let alone how picky this woman is?
He reluctantly softened his facial expression and replied calmly, "I will keep trying. I believe I will do better tomorrow than today."
Gong Si did not attack Luo Cheng again. She barely finished a bowl of white porridge and left the hall.
