When Yu Luoluo finished, he turned back and continued to do things.

Cheng Chen stood behind her and looked at her deeply, "it's really too much."

With that, Cheng Chen's eyes showed a touch of helplessness. However, this is the reality. Reality is not idol drama, it will only be more bloody than idol drama.

It's like he and Yu Luoluo. They have an idol drama encounter, but they have a more dog blood relationship. Although there are no blood ties and legal constraints between them, the really terrible constraints often come from the hearts of the people.

In fact, Cheng Chen is not much bigger than Yu Luoluo. The difference between them is no more than 17. In many relationships between old husband and young wife, seventeen is not an insurmountable gap. What's more, Cheng Chen is young, well maintained, handsome and sexy. Among the women in his past, some were younger than yuluoluo.

Therefore, age has never been a problem in male female relations. So what's the real problem? It's the dog blood relationship between them.

Therefore, Cheng Chen had a good impression of this interesting and hard-working girl as early as a few years ago, and he must curb his. Only in this way can we be responsible to both sides.

However, he is a man, a normal old man. Even at his age, he still has that feeling of being ready to move in his heart. And this kind of stupidity is irresistible no matter how hard he tries.

Cheng Chen took a deep breath and his expression suddenly became relaxed. He went to Yu Luoluo's side, stood side by side with her, and asked briskly, "well, it smells good. What have you done?"

After a short lapse of attitude, Yu Luoluo also returned to normal. Hearing Cheng Chen's question, she replied with a smile, "This morning, I called William to ask him about his health. The doctor said that he and my assistant recovered well and could eat. William complained that the food in the hospital here was not delicious, so I wanted to get them some porridge and light and delicious dishes." Yu Luoluo said while doing it. "I don't think this kitchen has been used for a long time. There's nothing. I just bought these in the nearby supermarket. There's no Chinese rice here, only local rice. The taste of porridge shouldn't be very good. But there's no way. It's the only way for the time being."

"You are very kind to them." Cheng Chen said faintly, but his eyes were fixed on the porridge stirred by Yu Luoluo.

Yu Luoluo glanced at Cheng Chen with the corner of his eye, smiled and said, "I brought you a share. I heard your footsteps back last night. When I went to the supermarket just now, I saw your car is still there. I think you haven't left yet, so I brought you a share. But I didn't do well. I don't know if you will dislike it."

Hearing that Yu Luoluo had brought a share for himself, Cheng Chen's mood suddenly became happy, "how can it be? I happen to be a little hungry."

"Well, Mr. Cheng, go to the restaurant and wait for me. It'll be ready in a minute."

Cheng Chen obediently walked to the restaurant. Until the moment he sat down, he suddenly felt a little ridiculous. He was excited about a piece of porridge and a small dish.

Not long after, Yu Luoluo came out with a big tray on which two nights of porridge and a few side dishes were placed.

At this time, Yu Luoluo has no star temperament. He looks like a little girl next door and a virtuous wife at home.