Gong Zihua stayed in the bathroom for a long time, sitting on the toilet and frowning, as if thinking about a difficult problem: how long can the planet survive...
However, he did not solve the result of this problem in the end. He walked out dejectedly and found that little Hughes had fallen asleep on the bed again.
Gong Zihua's heart was so angry that this little bitch was so capable now that he could pretend to be a corpse at every turn.
He would never admit it - he actually looked forward to the time when little Hughes clung to him and pleased him.
Miyako Hua just got closer, and Xiao Xius suddenly made a mechanical voice:
[Ache, I have to leave immediately because I have something to deal with. I will come back to you after the matter is settled. What do you want to eat for dinner today? 】
Little Hughes closed his eyes and did not move his mouth. The voice came out from his chest, obviously leaving a message.
Gong Zihua sat on the bed angrily: "Eat, eat, eat, eat your uncle!"
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In the evening, Gong Zihua looked at her watch and saw that it was almost 7 o'clock.
After Miyako parked the car, she quickly ran to the lobby. She was rushing to catch up with the time. After getting out of the elevator, she ran quickly again, looking at the time and cursing in her heart.
According to normal time, little Hughes would wake up around 6 o'clock to cook for him, and he would have already fallen asleep again by this time.
Gong Zihua stood at the door, breathing hard for a few times, with sweat on her forehead.
He straightened his clothes slightly, swiped the door card, and after entering, he first took a look at the big bed.
The big stone hanging in my heart finally fell to the ground.
There was a strong aroma of cooking. Gong Zihua saw the kitchen door open. When he got closer, he heard the sound of cooking coming from inside.
Gong Zihua didn't know why he had to rush back. If it weren't for the traffic jam on the road, he could have come back half an hour earlier. Unlucky enough to catch up with the rush hour, he thought he would miss it tonight...
Gong Zihua leaned against the door, crossed her arms with her chest, and saw the back of little Xius sitting on the chair cooking.
Obviously without looking back, he paused with his hand in mid-air and said, "Ache, you are back."
Gong Zihua frowned, this kid's hearing is so sensitive?!
Little Hughes was putting the dishes in the pot: "Just right, the last dish."
Gong Zihua said in a low voice: "I've already eaten outside!"
It is true that he and Lin Jiayi had already had dinner, but...he was waiting to come back with an empty stomach.
Little Hughes jumped off the chair and looked back at him: "Eat when you are hungry."
"You know that I'm going out and may not come back to eat tonight, so what are you going to do? No matter how much you do, it's just a waste!" The table yesterday was wasted...
Little Hughes calmly moved all the dishes on the glass table to the trolley: "Did you hear the message I gave you?"
"I don't remember!" Gong Zihua yelled angrily, "What if I remember, so what if I don't remember?"
"It's okay, but I will definitely do what I said." Little Hughes pushed the dining cart out.
It doesn't matter whether Mong Zihua will come back, whether his service is needed, whether anyone cares about this meal...
When Little Hughes passed him slowly, he suddenly looked at him meaningfully and said, "I'm very happy that you can choose to come back."
Gong Zihua wanted to punch him: "Are you okay with your brain? I didn't come back just for you."
Little Hughes smiled: "Did I say you did it for me?"