Chapter 1513 He Also Needs Comfort (Part 3)

He turned his head and glared at her.

Although he looked fierce, she saw tenderness in his eyes.

She smiled slightly and kissed his tall nose: "Are you hungry?"

He glanced at her.

"I'll go cook." She got out of bed, washed herself, and threw a mobile phone to him to entertain him.

After she left, Qin Anlan lay there, staring blankly at the door.

He knew that he was a little too indulgent to her. He knew her intentions, but he indulged her again and again.

He was greedy for every minute and every second with her, even if he would hate her when he turned around, but when she smiled at him, when she kissed him, kissed him and coaxed him, he would feel that she loved him.

She still had him in her heart.

Qin Anlan lifted the quilt and put on pajamas. She felt a little dizzy, but it was much better.

She walked to the kitchen, tied her hair into a ponytail, and cooked in front of the kitchen sink.

The soft sunlight poured in from the window, sprinkled on her side face, and it was clear enough to see every pore of her.

Her skin was fair, and after being covered with a layer of soft light, her expression seemed more gentle, just like all the little wives who cook for their husbands.

Qin Anlan leaned against the door, looked for a long time, and then asked softly: "How long will it take?"

She hummed and smiled lightly: "Half an hour will be enough."

His eyes were burning: "I mean, how long will it take you to leave?"

The vegetables in her hand fell to the ground, and she was startled and slowly bent down to pick them up.

She rinsed them under the faucet and started cutting again. When she was halfway through, she stopped and said in a very light voice, "After cooking, leave!"

His eyes were exploring, looking at her, and he smiled mockingly, "Don't you stay to continue to confuse me? Or should I say seduce, Mr. Ye!"

Ye Liangqiu's cutting movements were much faster, and the sound was fast, as if he didn't want to hear what he said.

But it was too fast, and his finger was accidentally cut.

She was a little absent-minded, looking at the bloodstain, without saying a word, and continued to cut.

She mechanically cooked the dishes, and he kept saying something, but she chose not to listen.

Finally, four dishes and one soup were ready.

The dishes were still cooked so well, and there were still two people.

But it was different.

She untied her apron, raised her eyes, and smiled bitterly, "I'm leaving first!"

He sat at the dining table without saying anything.

She understood his inner conflict...

Love and hate are often only separated by a thin piece of paper.

She understood and didn't blame him... But she still had to do what she had to do, even if he would hate her more.

When she walked past him and wanted to go to the bedroom to change clothes, his hand was held by him, "Stay with me until you finish eating!"

But when he held her like this, she cried out softly, "It hurts."

His hand loosened a little, and then he buckled it upwards... Looking at the wound on her finger, his face was ashen: "Why didn't you say you were hurt?"

"It's just a minor injury, it's okay." She said lightly, and under his gaze, she turned her face away uncomfortably.

But he was obviously angry, "Really? No need to say, then what do you need to say?"

Raised her hand, "Ye Liangqiu, tell me?"

He applied a little force to her hand, and she cried out softly, but it didn't stop him... It wasn't until her fingers bled again that he realized how rough he was.

He changed his force to a light one, and his expression was also uncomfortable: "I'll bandage you."

He took her to the bedroom half-forced, took the medicine box, and let her sit on his lap...

Ye Liangqiu didn't move, this... was it necessary?