Chapter 280 (2/2)

Qiao Xuan is not the same as him. If she were normal, she would have fought over. After all, she has just experienced such a separation. Now she is hard to come back. She should be warm.

However, thinking of those words he asked her to kill the child, Qiao Xuan couldn't afford to have the courage. She was afraid that he would mention it again.

The two were so deadlocked that one night passed and no one called anyone.

As soon as he came downstairs in the morning, Sheng Liang smelled the smell of porridge. He moved in his heart and immediately went into the kitchen. When he saw the figure with an apron, he blurted out: ”gorgeous son!”

Only when the figure looked back, did he see that it was qiluo, and then he realized that qiluo lived here now, not Qiao Xuan.

”You got up, I made breakfast, you eat at home.” ziluo didn't seem to hear his name, but still smiled.

Sheng Liang nodded.

It's the same porridge. What qiluo makes is different from what Qiao Xuan makes. Sheng Liang drinks a few mouthfuls, but he misses the taste of Qiao Xuan more and more.

Sheng Liang put down his spoon and said to ziluo, ”I'll go to the company in advance. I'll have someone pick you up later.”

Ziluo watched him quickly out of the restaurant. He was in a hurry. He didn't know what had happened.

Sheng Liang quickly drove out and soon came to Qiao Xuan's house. When Qiao Xuan opened the door and saw him, he was surprised: ”Why are you --” coming.

Before her words were finished, Sheng Liang held her tightly, as if to pass on all the thoughts of last night to her.

”What happened?” Qiao Xuan stroked his back and asked with some worry.

Sheng Liang shook his head and let go for a long time. She asked, ”I haven't had breakfast yet.”

He suddenly ran. Qiao Xuan thought what was wrong. Hearing his words, she smiled and took his hand and walked in: ”I just cooked porridge. My parents went out for a run. Xiao Nan hasn't got up yet. Just in time, I'll serve it to you.”

Sheng Liang rubbed her fingers, which reassured him.

Pull him to sit down at the table. Qiao Xuan gives him a bowl of porridge and a small pancake made by herself.

Sheng Liang took her from her hand, put her on the chair, walked over and filled her share: ”let me do these things in the future.”

Thinking that it should be because of her pregnancy, he couldn't bear to let her tired. He was still in an uncomfortable mood yesterday, and now it's gone.

”Eat quickly. You have to go to the company later.” Qiao Xuan bowed her head and drank porridge, sweet in her heart.

”There are many infectious diseases in spring. You should go out as little as possible and pay attention to rest at home. Your body is too weak. I'll tell my aunt to let her give you more stew.”

Qiao Xuan had never seen Sheng Liang nagging like this. For a moment, she couldn't help laughing: ”I'm not used to it when you suddenly do this.”

”Then get used to it slowly. In the future, we will live together for many years.” Sheng Liang grabbed her hand and kissed her.

Qiao Xuan was very moved. She knew that Sheng Liang made these changes for her, but she still pretended to be disgusted and frowned: ”a lot of oil, I'm going to wash my hands.”

In fact, he only drank porridge and had no oil at all. She just had a terrible heartbeat and wanted to find an excuse to calm down.

Sheng Liang refused to let her go. He still held her hand tightly and said, ”wash after eating.”