533. Chapter 533 I will not give you what you want 16
Chapter 533 I won’t give you what you want (16)
She was startled by the mess in the kitchen. Pots, bowls, and ingredients were all over the stove. On the floor, a dark pot was upside down, and the steaming and painful porridge splashed everywhere.
And the man who didn't know how to do any housework was squatting on the ground, using a towel to clean up the dirty floor hurriedly.
In an instant, An Nuo's heart seemed to have been hit hard by something, and the gurgling blood slowly flowed out. It really hurt!
"I'm sorry!" Annuo endured the heartache and said with red eyes.
The man squatting on the ground froze in his movements and asked in a deep voice: "What are you sorry for?"
"all……"
"Then will you change? Now that you've said you're sorry, will you change the wrong decision you made?" Yan Ziqing's tone was very light, and you couldn't tell how much emotion was mixed in it.
Annuo was silent, walked over and bent down, trying to take the towel from his hand: "Let's go! I'll clean it!"
Yan Ziqing glared at her fiercely and threw the towel in his hand to the ground: "An Nuo, do you have to do this?"
Although he couldn't cook, and although she had been resisting his approach, in this situation, should she ask first: Have you been burned?
What woman?
How can you be so cruel!
"San'er... thank you for what you did for me!" Annuo glanced at his red fingertips, which must have been burned, so he knocked over the pot.
She reached out to take his hand, but he brushed it away and stood up.
After leaving the kitchen, Yan Ziqing took off his dirty coat and threw it hard on the floor. He felt that Annuo was like a piece of ice, and he couldn't cover it up no matter how hard he tried.
An unprecedented sense of frustration surrounded him.
An Nuo did not follow him out, but silently cleaned up the kitchen, then silently cooked two bowls of omelette noodles and brought them out.
"San'er, if you're hungry, get up and eat some noodles!" Annuo sat at the dining table and glanced at the man lying on the sofa with his eyes closed and not knowing what he was thinking.
"If you don't eat, you'll be so angry that you'll die a long time ago!" The man turned away childishly.
Annuo stopped calling him, picked up the chopsticks and started eating by himself. His stomach was empty and he would have been hungry for a long time.
"It's very fragrant. My craftsmanship...it's not like you don't know..."
"Why are you yelling? It's so late at night, are you afraid that others won't know that you can make noodles?" As expected, the awkward man couldn't pretend anymore, so he sat up and walked to the dining table and sat down.
Men do not eat slowly and slowly like women. When the swallows swallowed up all the noodles and soup in their stomachs like a breeze, An Nuo was still eating carefully.
He pushed the bowl and watched her eat, his mind wandering as he watched.
He remembered that she was his first woman, and he also remembered that he was her first man. He remembered the infatuation back then, and the deliberate alienation now.
"An'an..." he whispered heartbrokenly, "I'm really afraid...I'm afraid that you will marry someone else one day!"
An Nuo drank the noodle soup, feeling like a knife.
To outsiders, this man seemed mature, wise, shrewd and capable, but to her, he had a childishness that only she could see.
Isn’t it often said that a man will show off his childishness without scruples only in front of a woman he loves deeply?
She put down the bowl and took the tissue from him without saying a word.
How could she marry another man? And also bring his son with her?