Love After Marriage - Chapter 15
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Chapter 15 The Best Place to Find a Helping Hand Is at the End of Your Own Arm
Tang Luoxin saw the excited Su Momo. Her delicate and fair face revealed a faint smile. The dimples on her right face made her look even more charming and bright.
A pair of enchanting peach blossom eyes were like talking elves, and they were like shining stars that shone brightly. Was this considered a pleasure in pain?
“Sister Luo Xin, have you eaten yet?” Su Momo asked after knowing what was going on.
“Not yet.” Tang Luoxin shook her head and said.
“Sit down and I’ll cook for you right away.” In the past, Tang Luoxin was always full of food and clothes, so she definitely didn’t know anything about cooking and stir-frying.
Su Momo came to the kitchen and cooked very skillfully. She took out two shredded potatoes and a few green peppers from the refrigerator.
Tang Luoxin came to the kitchen and looked at the busy Su Momo with a smile on her face. Her hoarse voice sounded behind the woman, “I’ll help too.”
Right now, she was no longer the eldest young miss of the Tang Clan, and she had to slowly try to do everything.
“No, no, Sister Luo Xin, go sit outside for a while. I’ll be right back.” When Su Momo heard Tang Luoxin say that she wanted to help, she hurriedly stopped her.
“It’s fine. I can ask you if you don’t understand.” Tang Luoxin insisted.
Helplessly, Su Momo could only agree to Tang Luoxin.
“Sister Luo Xin, don’t touch that. That’s a fruit knife!”
“Sister Luo Xin, that’s a dish. Don’t move, or the water will get on your body.”
“Sister Luo Xin, that’s salt…”
‘”…”
The entire kitchen was filled with Su Momo’s anxious voice, as if as long as she spoke slowly, Tang Luoxin would cause trouble.
Although the kitchen was noisy, Tang Luoxin felt very warm.
Half an hour later, the food was finally ready.
Su Momo took a deep breath and finally recovered. No matter how bad it was, she was going to have a heart attack.
She didn’t want to try such an experience anymore. She was simply testing her little heart at all times.
Mommy, Sister Luo Xin really doesn’t eat human fireworks.
Tang Luoxin looked at the two simple dishes with a smile on her face. Just as she was about to reach out and bring the dishes to the table, Su Momo took the lead.
Tang Luoxin could only follow behind and watch Su Momo busy.
“Momo, let me do it. I’m no longer the Tang Luoxin of the past. I have to learn to do anything. Only by taking every step bravely can I know how powerful I am and how strong I am.” Tang Luoxin put her hands on Su Momo’s shoulders and looked at her firmly and stubbornly as she said word by word.
Su Momo looked at Tang Luoxin in shock. The old Luo Xin who dared to be free and easy, loved and hated, and did things without restraint, had returned.
Ever since Sister Luo Xin fell in love with that scumbag, she had been worried about the gains and losses all day long, always focusing on the scumbag. As a result, she slowly lost her self, and her personality gradually became extremely weak.
However, he didn’t expect that after a series of events, the former Luo Xin elder sister would return. It was truly gratifying and congratulatory.
Although the price was a little high, it wasn’t necessarily a bad thing to be able to clearly see that scumbag and make Sister Luo Xin stronger, more confident, and more energetic.
Sister Luo Xin had been waiting for such a long time. Originally, she had never had the chance to see her again. She didn’t expect…
At this moment, Su Momo was undoubtedly the happiest.
She pulled Tang Luoxin warmly and said, “Sister Luo Xin, this is the cupboard, this is the chopsticks…”
Tang Luoxin looked at everything Su Momo was pointing at with an open mind and said, “Thank you, Momo, I’ll remember.”
“Aiyo, thank you for what? We’re good sisters. It’s too rusty to say thank you.” Su Momo’s sweet face revealed a happy smile. She leaned heaven against Tang Luoxin’s shoulder and her joyful voice told everyone that she was very happy at this moment.
Tang Luo’s beautiful face revealed a faint smile. Her charming and brilliant peach blossom eyes were like the shining stars at night. She stretched out her delicate and fair right hand to rub Su Momo’s hair, and her red lips slightly rose.
“Momo, you are my sister. No matter how great my achievements are in the future, I will never forget you. The two of them are like relatives. They will never separate and love each other.” A voice like an orchid circled in the air for a long time. “Momo, you are my sister. No matter how great my achievements are, I will never forget you.”
This was Tang Luoxin’s promise.
However, Tang Luoxin did. Even if she stood on the international stage, she had never forgotten Su Momo.
As Tang Luoxin said, the two of them never separated and loved each other.
When Su Momo heard this, she was so moved that she was in a mess. She looked at Tang Luoxin with tears streaming down her face, and her voice carried traces of choking sobs. “Sister Luo Xin, you’re so moved, so happy, you want to cry. You obviously wiped your tears, why does it always fall involuntarily?”
Tang Luoxin reached out her hand and carefully wiped her tears. A gentle and hoarse voice sounded in her ear, “Let’s eat quickly, otherwise the food will be cold.”
“Right, right, right, fill your stomach before you have the strength to fight.” Su Momo nodded with a smile on her tearful face.
Neither of them spoke during the meal.
After a meal, it was already three o’clock in the afternoon.
“Sister Luo Xin, where are you going this afternoon?” Su Momo took out a tissue and asked Tang Luoxin with bright and clear eyes.
Hearing this, Tang Luoxin’s charming peach blossom eyes glanced at Su Momo. She rubbed her chin with her right hand and pondered for a while before slowly raising her head and saying, “I’m not going anywhere. I’m sleeping at home.”
To beg those people, it would be better to work hard on your own.
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