1047. Chapter 1047 Maybe children can overcome all cruelty
Chapter 1047 Maybe children can defeat all cruelty (9)
What she should do most is to take care of her husband and raise her children. He wished he could see the smiling faces of her and their children when he came home from get off work every day.
Then they rushed towards him, and he held them in his arms, and that was his world, all the world, all happiness, all joy.
…
When Xia Yucheng woke up, it was already half past six in the afternoon.
She lazily stretched her sore body and subconsciously touched her side, but it was empty.
Grabbing the pillow where Feng Hao had slept, she buried her face in it, and the joy from her heart overflowed from her heart.
After lying on the bed for a while, she slowly got up, went to the bathroom to wash up, changed her clothes and went downstairs.
There was no sign of Feng Hao in the living room. A maid came up and said, "Miss Xia, Mr. Feng is cooking dinner in the kitchen!"
In the kitchen?
Xia Yucheng was startled, then turned around and headed towards the kitchen.
When passing the restaurant, she saw several dishes on the table that were very suitable for her taste, and of course the bowl of unpleasant black tonic soup was indispensable.
"Ms. Xia, Mr. Feng cooked today's dinner."
As soon as Aunt Mo finished speaking, Feng Hao had already come out of the kitchen, holding a plate with a steamed grouper in his hand.
"Go wash your hands and eat!" He put down the plate and said with a smile.
"Washed!" Xia Yucheng said, walking up to him, picking up the apron around his waist with her fingers, and then whispered in his ear, "Although I really like you to cook for me, but...
It’s better not to do it again!”
"It's okay, as long as you like it!" He took off his apron, and Aunt Mo quickly took it.
She pursed her lips, knowing that she felt sorry for him. Where does this man belong in the kitchen?
Feng Hao's Chinese cooking skills are still very good, but he is still a little behind Xia Yucheng. However, it is rare for him to cook, and almost every time he cooks, it is for Xia Yucheng, so she still appreciates it.
of.
Seeing her eating happily and obediently drinking the bowl of dark tonic soup, the doting smile on her handsome face deepened.
He didn't know if they were reconciled like this, and he didn't know if Xia Yucheng would get emotional again and say goodbye to him.
The only thing in this world that he cannot control is this woman's heart.
After dinner, Xia Yucheng asked the servant to move a bamboo step into the garden. She lay down on the soft cushion, listened to the sound of crickets in the grass, and looked up at the stars in the sky.
Feng Hao was sitting next to her, busy on his notebook.
Xia Yucheng looked at the stars for a while, turned to look at Feng Hao, and kicked him lightly with her foot.
"What's wrong?" Feng Hao raised his head and looked at her.
She patted the side of her head and motioned for him to lie down: "Stop it, is it important? Come and talk with me!"
It was of course important for him to be able to deal with things at night. But looking at Xia Yucheng's eyes that were even brighter than Xingzi's, he raised his hand, closed the laptop and put it aside.
The moment he lay down next to her, he thought that those foolish kings in ancient times who ignored political affairs for the sake of beauty were probably the same as him now.
"Hao, Wan'er, she..." She thought about whether to tell him the truth about the loss of the child. Wan'er was already dead, so there was no point in pursuing it. But Feng Hao was the father of the child, so he seemed to know.
right.
"What's wrong with her? What do you want to say?" He reached out and let her rest on his arm.