Gu Xiaoer gazed at Han Luoli speechlessly, you're not my boss, so of course you wouldn't be nervous.
"Baby, let's not talk about others." He leaned in and kissed her neck, his hands tossing her little purse aside and quickly removing her dress overcoat.
Gu Xiaoer quickly raised her hand, covering the man's lips, shaking her head, "No, no, I'm hungry!"
As soon as she finished speaking, her stomach conveniently growled twice.
"He didn't take you to eat?" Han Luoli's face darkened, Bai Xiaoyu actually dared to starve his baby!
"I did eat, but the atmosphere wasn't great, so I didn't dare to eat much and finished quickly."
Han Luoli tenderly rubbed her head and dropped the previous affection, "Come on, hubby will cook for you."
"There's no need to go through all that trouble, Da Luoluo. We have ready-made food at home, bread and instant noodles are fine, I can just have something simple." She really wasn't that picky.
"My woman, how can you settle for just anything?!"
Without further ado, the man immediately got up and headed to the kitchen.
The villa's kitchen is much more spacious than Gu Xiaoer's small home, equipped with all kinds of kitchenware and ingredients. The pristine countertops reflected one's image, and the various condiments were neatly arranged, pleasing to the eye.
Han Luoli knew Gu Xiaoer's kitchen like the back of his hand, but he hardly ever entered his own. He found Sister Sun's "fashionable" apron and put it on. It advertised some soy sauce brand and looked somewhat comical.
Gu Xiaoer leaned on the kitchen doorway, watching him. Han Luoli's profile looked particularly gentle at this moment, with his thick brows, deep-set eyes, straight nose, and thin lips—a perfect combination!
The soft kitchen light shone on his fair face, leaving Gu Xiaoer utterly charmed once more.
"What would you like to eat?" the man asked as he set up the stove.
"Tomato and egg noodles!"
She cheerfully ran over, following Han Luoli around, like a bell spinning around him.
Actually, Gu Xiaoer had been living alone for many years, and cooking and laundry were no trouble to her. But somehow, it seemed that she had become useless around Han Luoli, not even needing to use her brain, let alone cook.
In a month, she rarely entered the kitchen.
With Da Luoluo doting on her this much, she wondered if any other man could tolerate her in the future. Thinking about it, her mother did have a good eye; the son-in-law she chose seemed rather excellent.
Fate, it really is a marvelous thing.
"Da Luoluo, let me wash the vegetables for you!" She was in a good mood, her eyes brimming with joy as she searched through the fridge for ingredients.
"No need, just wash your hands for me."
Alright then… She grabbed his large palm and started washing it seriously.
"Da Luoluo, let me crack the eggs for you!"
"Baby, just give me a back rub."
"…" Gu Xiaoer obediently moved behind him, her small hands forming fists, and started tapping his broad shoulders.
In the vast kitchen space, the silhouettes of the two seemed glued together, inseparable.
Han Luoli worked quickly, serving up a bowl of steaming noodles, which he wafted under Gu Xiaoer's nose, enticing her like a small puppy.
"It smells so good!"
"How will you repay your husband?" Han Luoli asked with a mischievous smile, a suggestive look brewing in his eyes.
Gu Xiaoer thought: Here we go again...
Today he was especially clingy!
A night of exertion.
In the deep silence of the night, Han Luoli held the small person who had already fallen into a deep sleep, finding himself unable to sleep.
This was their wedding night!
Wife, as long as I can keep you by my side, I will stop at nothing...