Fool stand-in

chapter 112: little three

in the kitchen shrouded in warm lights, cheng wen was boiling soup in front of the stove around the small white rabbit apron, holding a large steel spoon in his hand, patiently stirring, and his white little face was slightly red from the heat.

aunt wang walked over to him with a concerned face, "mr. cheng, let me take it, your body is so heavy, it is inconvenient."

cheng wen shook his head, bent his lips with a quiet and gentle smile, and said shyly, "no... it doesn't matter, ah qing likes to eat the dishes i make..."

it's a little tiring to stand in the kitchen for a long time, but it's a pleasure to think that the person will come back for dinner later.

aunt wang knew that this was the intention between the two of them, and did not stop it anymore, just looking at him on the side, when he needed help, she took the handle and said with a smile, "if mr. wang knew that the dishes on this table were specially made for him by you, he would be happy to die." "

"...... not really. cheng wen bit his lip and muttered, thinking that ah qing would not praise him at all before, only saying that he was clumsy, and never said that he was delicious in cooking, but he could see that ah qing should like his craft and eat a lot every time.

that's enough.

aunt wang didn't know the past of the two of them, only thought he was embarrassed, and the fine lines in the corners of her eyes were much deeper when she smiled, "definitely."

because jian qing came home early yesterday and arrived at half past five, cheng wen thought that jian qing would also come back at this point in time today, and began to prepare dinner early, and when he returned, he could eat ready-made food. <

in fact, not long after jian qing left in the morning, cheng wen began to think about what dishes to make at night, there was only one other party in his life, and his mind was naturally all on him alone, and the ingredients were bought after lunch with aunt wang to the nearby supermarket, and everything was personally picked.

ten dishes and one soup were all on the table, cheng wen patiently sat down and waited, seeing that the hour hand of the wall clock on the wall was about to go to six o'clock, he suddenly had a feeling of emptiness in his heart, and uneasily pinched the mobile phone next to his wrist.

aunt wang looked in her eyes and knew that jian qing would definitely not eat cheng wen first if she did not come back, so she stepped forward and said, "mr. cheng, you call mr. cheng, urge him, and tell him that if he does not come back again, he will not let him enter the house."

cheng wen was stunned, "this... this is not good, this is ah qing's home..."

"nothing bad, you are two sons, his is yours, you can't be too accustomed to him, where is the husband who let his pregnant wife wait for him to eat for so long." aunt wang's voice was thin and gentle, but what she said was not polite at all.

the two characters of 'husband' and 'wife' successfully made cheng wen blush, and he and ah qing were not married, where is this relationship.

he disguisedly picked up the mobile phone, supported the table and stood up with some difficulty, "ah qing should have something delayed, i... i'll call him now..."

aunt wang reached out to grab him, and cheng wen waved her hand, saying no, and went to the living room sofa alone to sit down.

he opened wechat, clicked on the chat page with jian qing, and was about to press the video call, when he remembered that he vaguely heard cheng ran's name when he called jian qing in the morning.

if ah qing is really with ran ran... iis it inappropriate for him to hit it?

cheng wen's breathing was tight, he thought about it or forget it, continued to wait for it, maybe waited for ah qing to come back, was preparing to put away the mobile phone, but his thumb mistakenly touched the camera logo on the screen, waiting for the bell to ring.