Hidden Marriage, Overbearing Love: Mr! Please Let Me Go

This woman is so silly; following him would definitely cause her a lot of trouble. Furthermore, she always carries everything on her own shoulders, swallowing any grievances and bearing them alone. How did he end up with such a foolish woman?

”I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it!” She apologizes repeatedly, a hint of fear tinged in her clear eyes, ”Yao, thank you for the ointment. I’ll bring the dishes out first.”

After Beitang Yao makes a sound of acknowledgment, he allows her to go into the kitchen to bring out the prepared dishes. He also tightens the ointment cap and places it to the side, waiting for her.

Her swollen area flashes through his mind, his brow slightly trembling; her skin is as delicate as a baby’s. If slightly injured, how many days would it take to heal?

Xia Qingqian has made preserved egg and lean meat porridge, boiled three eggs, and prepared two cups of hot milk.

”Yao, I made a simple breakfast.” She knows Beitang Yao is picky about food, disliking greasy things, but too bland is also not good. Therefore, she has to make it with care; she’s afraid he might not like the breakfast she prepared.

Moreover, once he starts working, he only remembers to drink black coffee, completely forgetting to eat. So she has to make it look delicious and taste even more delightful.

She’s not trying to capture his appetite, but wants to nurture his stomach well. As long as his stomach is fine, it’s better than anything.

”Sit down and eat together.” Seeing the servings were just right for two people, he didn’t have a chance to get angry. If this fool hadn’t prepared her portion of breakfast, he might really have killed her.

However, he doesn’t understand why there are three eggs? Is it possible to eat like this? He’s never had this type of breakfast; he’s always only eaten company sandwiches, those dry high-end company sandwiches, which have no taste at all.

”I’ll just drink a cup of milk and eat an egg.” She pulls a chair over and sits down, reaching out to take a cup of milk, sipping a tiny bit.

”Why did you cook three eggs?” he asks.

”You have more work than anyone else, so you need to eat more. Once you start working, you forget to eat.” She says softly, while peeling the eggshell.

As soon as she finishes speaking, an egg has been peeled, smooth and shiny, making him associate her skin with the enticing egg, wanting to taste it with his mouth.

Moreover, he’s never eaten boiled eggs; listening to her words, he knows she’s feeling sorry for him, genuinely feeling sorry, which causes a strange warm current to rise in his heart, ”Help me peel the eggs too.”

Her egg-peeling movements are beautiful; he never gets tired of watching them. He has never seen such beautiful hands, yet they are skillful enough to make such a delicious breakfast for him.

Xia Qingqian’s hand holding the egg pauses momentarily. She just placed the peeled egg at her lips, unsure whether to bite it or not, quite troubled.

Beitang Yao speaks, and she places the egg in her hand into the dish, taking an egg and tapping it gently on the table, then expertly peeling the eggshell.

”Here, it’s already peeled.” She hands him the half-peeled egg.

He leans forward slightly, biting into the egg, while Xia Qingqian instinctively reaches out her hand, placing it against his chin, vaguely feeling that the egg he bit might fall.

He reaches out to take the egg, takes a bite, and softly says, ”Why so tense? It won’t fall while I’m holding it.” He actually bites into the enticing egg, looking at her nervous appearance, his heart warms up.