1010: C1010 Everything Is Going in a Good Direction

C1010 Everything Is Going in a Good Direction

These two words were filled with countless emotions, causing countless ripples to appear in Xia Ling's heart.

Even if she did not recover her memories, during this period of time, she could still feel the warmth of a man towards her pulse.

She had to say that she was once again captivated by him.

The man's face got closer and closer, and the man's aura that was right in front of her rushed towards her, wrapping her within.

Did he want to kiss her?

Did she want him to kiss her?

He was her husband, the man she admired even more. It shouldn't be a problem for him to kiss her.

Xia Ling raised her eyes and looked at the man slowly tilting his head. She gently closed her eyes.

"Oh, yiya..."

At this time, cutie who woke up upstairs started to cry loudly. His voice was loud and clear, and it instantly made Xia Ling open her eyes.

Seeing the man's thin lips that were only a millimeter away, Xia Ling hurriedly pushed him away, and her ears turned red.

"Are you crying or not? Mommy is here."

What was wrong with her?

Do you want to be kissed so badly?

Isn't he too thirsty?

Xia Ling wanted to cover her face, so she quickly went upstairs and rushed into the children's room.

The door was slammed shut, and Fu Yuntine's dark eyes downstairs could not hide the hidden dark color and smile.

Just a little bit more!

He was almost able to kiss his little wife openly.

Of course, in the future, he no longer needed to secretly climb onto her bed. He could only kiss her soundly in her sleep.

Suddenly, he felt a sense of relief and joy.

Finally, he pushed aside the clouds and saw the sun!

The phone rang. Fu Yuntine took out his phone and took a look. It was Lan Mei calling.

He must be worried, so he called to ask.

Fu Yuntine answered the call in a good mood.

"Mom."

"Yuntine, where are you? How is Lingling?"

"Mom, don't worry. Everything is going well. Lingling knows the truth."

And she even teased him mischievously.

He seemed to have seen that clever and lovely little wife of his in the past!

Fu Yuntine's eyes flashed with a fine light, and he was completely immersed in joy.2

"That's good, that's good. Thank God, God bless me."

Lan Mei on the other side of the phone cried with joy and expressed her gratitude to God.

Fu Yuntine comforted her for a while and then hung up the phone.

He was in a good mood and his stomach started to protest.

Only then did he realize that the two of them still hadn't had dinner.

Fu Yuntine rubbed his chin and walked to the kitchen. He opened the cupboard and flipped through it.

There were no ingredients. He only found a few eggs and a packet of thin noodles.

Fu Yuntine was not very good at cooking, but at this moment, he wanted to personally cook a bowl of noodles for his little woman.

He smiled and flipped his sleeve twice, revealing his slender arm.

After thinking for a while, he took out his phone again and clicked on Madame Du to search for the following steps.

Boiling water, putting noodles...

It didn't seem very difficult either.

When Xia Ling carried the child downstairs, she saw Fu Yuntine busy in the kitchen.

The tall and straight back, under the warm yellow light, gave off a comforting glow. It was so charming.

Was he cooking dinner in the kitchen?

So he wasn't just CEO Ba, he was also a housewarming man?

Xia Ling smiled and slowly walked closer with a smile on her face.

However, a burning smell hit her face and broke her beautiful imagination.

Xia Ling frowned and quickly walked forward. She saw Fu Yuntine frying eggs in a flurry.

Green smoke had already emerged from the pot and the egg had already been fried.

The water in the other pot was gurgling. It had already spilled out of the pot cover and put out the fire in an instant.

"Fu Yuntine, if I come out a little later, do you want to burn the kitchen?"

Xia Ling found it funny in her heart. She quickly handed the child to a black-faced man and cleaned up the mess of someone who was trying to show off.

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