Lu Chunxiao said that she was guilty and could not live, and Luo Huanhuan thought so.

He Yijun looked cold and said after a moment of silence, "can you promise me a request and don't mention her name again in the future."

"Are you distressed?" Luo Huanhuan looked back at his face, but saw that the man didn't mean to joke at all.

She suddenly knew that her joke might have gone too far. She simply rolled her mouth and said nothing more.

"I tell you, I've never been in the kitchen, let alone cooking. I can't help you with what you want to eat."

"Yes." He Yijun answered softly, then released her and handed the food in the bag to her, "can you wash the food?"

Luo Huanhuan looked at him, his eyes seemed to say: do you think I look like I can wash vegetables?

"Forget it." He Yijun struggled for a while, but gave up and asked her to help. "You're here with me. I'll do it."

Bringing her back, he Yijun admitted that he was selfish. He didn't want to be separated from her for another night. He endured loneliness and thought of her alone.

Even if he would be blamed by Lu Chunxiao and questioned by Luo Huajing, he would admit it.

"I can't help you with your cooking. Why should I guard you here?" Although Luo Huanhuan said so, he still didn't leave and stood by and watched him wash vegetables.

"Can you really cook?" Luo Huanhuan looked at his clumsy movements and couldn't help asking him to order takeout.

He Yijun's actions are really strange. He has seen Zhu Xiaoli cook countless dishes and thinks that cooking is a very simple thing. He didn't expect to have such difficulties if he started it himself.

"You just wait to eat and say something sarcastic." He Yijun shook off the water on her hand, and the cold water splashed on Luo Huanhuan's nose, causing her to scream.

"What are you doing? You did it on purpose!"

He Yijun laughed. The two were fighting in the kitchen. When they finished a dish, it had been more than an hour.

Luo Huanhuan looked at the dishes he put on the table. For a moment, he didn't know how to open his mouth, let alone how to open his mouth.

"Alas!" He Yijun sighed. He wanted to show his hand in front of Luo Huanhuan, but he collapsed. "I think we'd better order a takeout."

Luo Huanhuan couldn't help but feel disgusted in his heart. He glanced and said, "if I had known this, I should have ordered takeout earlier. I wasted so much time in vain. My stomach is almost flat."

He Yijun took away her mobile phone and showed her face: "what do you mean, your husband cooked the dishes for you personally?"

Luo Huanhuan widened his eyes and reached for his mobile phone: "you're talking nonsense. When are you me... I haven't got a license with you yet!"

He Yijun showed a meaningful look: "you mean, are you implying me to go with you to get the certificate?"

"I'm not!"

"I see. I'm not thoughtful. I should take you to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get your certificate today. But it's so late now. Otherwise, you'd better stay here tonight and I'll accompany you home to get your HUKOU tomorrow morning?"

"I'm not in such a hurry!" Luo Huanhuan felt that the more he explained, the more unclear he was. In addition, he was in a hurry to get his mobile phone back.

He Yijun laughed. When Luo Huanhuan rushed up, he put his big hand around her waist and held her in his arms.

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