In the field of vision, Ling Wanxing is indeed cutting vegetables.

He was wearing a dark blue shirt and trousers, cuffs rolled up to his forearm, and was busy on the chopping board with a kitchen knife.

It can be seen that his posture and action of cutting vegetables are still raw and astringent. Potatoes are cut into pieces by him, with different sizes.

Su Wan Tong thought that he must be too tired today, so he had hallucination at this moment.

I haven't seen a man cook for so many years, but I saw him tonight.

Su Wan Tong Zheng in situ to see the ecstasy, the impression of 40 men, gradually become more and more strange.

At this time, uncle Ling walked to Su Wantong's side, followed her line of sight and looked into the kitchen. Then he put his hand in his mouth and explained, "madam, sir, the cooking is very good now."

Su Wan Tong suddenly revived and asked in a low voice, "when did it start? He learned it on purpose? "

Uncle Ling nodded and looked at the beef on the chopping board again. He said with a smile: "Sir, I know you like to eat potato and beef brisket. I've learned from the cook in the past six months.

Not only that, sir can cook almost all the dishes you like. That's the knife work... It's a bit of a shame! "

In a word, the potatoes and beef brisket cut by my husband's hand are basically of different shapes!

At this time, hearing the explanation of Uncle Ling, Su Wan Tong's heart once again rippled layer upon layer.

For a moment, she really wanted to believe that Ling Wanxing loved her.

So superior proud man, once stepped into the kitchen of the number of times are numbered.

Now she's willing to cook for her taste.

Everything, beautiful like a mirror is not true.

At that moment, uncle Ling motioned Su Wantong back to the living room. As soon as they were seated, he sighed with regret, "madam, you've been away for more than 700 days and nights. You don't know how we survived."

Su Wan Tong slowly looked down at his fingertips and did not answer for a moment.

Uncle Ling looked at her obscure expression and said, "I know everything is the fault of my husband. Madam, you have been wronged!"

This sentence "you have been wronged" almost defeated all Su Wantong's strength.

She suddenly took a breath, full of bitterness spread.

Su Wan Tong clenched his lips, suppressed the fermentation of emotion, and shook his head silently, saying nothing.

Uncle Ling patted her on the shoulder painfully. "Madam, I watched you and your husband come all the way. We all know how difficult you are.

This time you can come back, although we are happy, but... Don't hurt yourself too much.

If we really can't forgive, we will be satisfied to come back to see us in the future! "

Ling Shu is the person who witnessed all the emotional process of Ling Wanxing and Su Wantong.

At this age, he is not a man who has seen through the world, but he also has more insights into life.

Mr. Yu doesn't know Zhu Yu. He has a fishy eye. Now even if he is punished, he deserves it.

As for such a good woman as Madam, she should not be bound by the secular world any more. It's up to her to decide where to go.

At this time, Su Wan Tong looks at Uncle Ling gratefully. Wen Sheng says, "I'll go to the bathroom." he gets up and walks up the stairs.

She did not dare to stay for a long time, for fear that her emotions would be completely out of control.

Su Wan Tong mood depressed came upstairs, inertia driven, she actually stopped in front of the door of the master bedroom.

This used to be the place where they lived together day and night. I haven't seen it for two years. Is it the same as before?