It's really strange that such an indifferent person doesn't have a good face for her, but she thinks about him often.
Lin Motong put down the magazine and deliberately wanted to expel the cold appearance of tomorrow night from his mind, but the expulsion for a long time did not work.
Touching her bulging lower abdomen, her heart was full of uncertainty, who the child was now, and the matter between herself and her mother was not yet decided.
Originally, she was going to investigate, but now that she has a big belly, she can't find any clues, so she has to wait patiently.
Fortunately, I can accompany Yueyue and Ruirui, which can be regarded as the comfort of life.
The more she thought about it, the more she felt that she couldn't sleep, she hadn't eaten much at night, and she was now hungry.
Only in the kitchen was there food, Lin Motong got up, tiptoed open the door, and walked out.
As soon as she walked out, she saw a figure, and she was startled, until the sensor light came on, and she realized that it was a cold night.
Lin Motong sighed lightly: "Young master, you haven't slept yet."
Ming Ye glanced at her coldly and said, "When I want to sleep, it's not your turn to care." ” "I just think it's strange how you stay in the hallway on such a big night."
Lin Motong said, but she knew that he must have his reasons, so she didn't ask more.
"Why don't you stay in the hallway," Ming Ye said coldly.
She propped up her waist, held her stomach, smiled embarrassedly and said, "I'm a little hungry and want to go down and find something to eat."
Didn't bother you."
Tomorrow Ye Leng was silent, watching her go downstairs, and he followed.
Lin Motong hurriedly said: "You don't have to accompany me, I'll go down and get some food by myself, and I'll go upstairs soon." ” "Who said they were going to accompany you," Ming Ye gave her a cold look.
"Okay" Lin Motong understood that he was being amorous, and slowly held on to the handrail and walked downstairs.
It was pitch black in the kitchen, Lin Motong turned on the light, she just wanted to eat some fruit, but she was really hungry when she was pregnant, and sometimes fruits and vegetables were like this, which was not worth it at all for pregnant women.
When she saw that there was still leftovers, she simply beat an egg, cut the tomatoes, put oil in the pan, fried the eggs until golden brown, put the tomatoes and fried them to bring out the flavor, and put the rice in.
The eggs and tomatoes obviously have moisture, but the fried egg noodles she scrambled out are just wrapped in golden egg liquid and tomatoes.
She boiled water in another pan, and in a three-pan frying pan, she fried small sausages in butter, double-sided golden tofu in sesame oil, and two pieces of corn.
In the pot where the water was boiling, she put a few beef meatballs and a few lettuce leaves.
Suddenly, the whole kitchen was overflowing with aroma.
The rich aroma of egg fried rice, the burnt aroma of sausages, the sizzling of double-sided golden tofu, and the fresh aroma of lettuce mixed with beef meatballs wafted throughout the kitchen.
When Lin Motong did this, her hands and feet were very nimble, she was used to doing these things since she was a child, and she didn't feel troublesome at all.
Although he has a big belly, his movements are clean and neat, with a shallow smile on his face, and he can get these simple suppers in a while.
She looked back, Ming Ye Leng really didn't leave, he poured red wine, stood aside, sipped a sip, leisurely. aa2705221: