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"Aren't you hungry?" Huo Yan unbuttoned his sleeves, turned around, and walked towards the kitchen.

Gu Lan Qing didn't know how to react. She just stared at his tall back.

Huo Yan looked back at him and ordered, "Take my clothes, you're not allowed to throw them into the trash."

Garbage Heap...

Gu Lan Qing's mouth twitched as she looked around her living room. The living room was just a bit messy, how did it become a rubbish dump?

Huo Yan's voice came again, "Ling Feng, call the two hour labourers up, and buy some fresh vegetables and fruits."

With one hand holding his mobile phone, Huo Yan opened the refrigerator with the other.

Frowning deeply, he took out a tomato and egg and a handful of noodles.

Other than that, there was nothing in the fridge.

In the corner of the kitchen, there was a variety of instant noodles.

He hung up the phone and turned to look at Gu Lanqing. "Don't always eat this junk food."

Was it his turn to teach her a lesson?

Who is he to her?

Gu Lanqing raised her brow, a tinge of provocation on her voice. "Don't discriminate against instant noodles, it's very delicious, okay? Some people eat delicacies all day, so what? It's still just a humanoid trash. "

"Why do you have to be so self-deprecating?" Huo Yan went into the kitchen with a faint smile on his face.

Gu Lan Qing was worried. The corner of Huo Yan's mouth was filled with the aura of an otherworldly Ice Mountain man. How could he eat anything that he made?

Huo Yan stood in the doorway of the kitchen with his back to her.

The bottom of the black shirt was tucked into his pants, outlining his slim and powerful waist. The line from his shoulder to his back was especially smooth and beautiful.

She adjusted her position, and his profile was reflected in her eyes.

Long eyebrows, a high nose bridge, lips thin and elegant, white skin color, as if not a single pore.

She once again lamented the injustice of the Creator. Why did a beast like him still give him a perfect face?

She snorted and watched him wash the tomatoes, place them on the cutting board, and pick up the knife.

In a few seconds, the tomato had become a thin, even thickness.

She widened her eyes, disbelief flickering in her eyes. Huo Yan's knife skill alone was enough to prove that he often went into the kitchen!

In less than ten minutes, a bowl of steaming hot noodles had already left the wok.

Huo Yan turned around with the noodles in his hand and looked at Gu Lanqing, who was blankly staring at him.

A smile quickly flashed across his usually cold eyes as he carried the noodles out and said, "Eat quickly."

His tone was too natural for her to react. She sat down at the dining table and took a bite of the chopsticks he passed her.

The taste of the noodles was unexpectedly not bad.

"Delicious." She did not hesitate to praise him. At the same time, she curiously asked, "Why do you cook?"

"My parents died when I was young. I lived alone, and I didn't have the money to buy food. I had to make my own food." Huo Yan said indifferently.

No money for food...

How could that be?

Didn't Grandpa Huo bring him back to the Huo family after Huo Luoxue passed away?

The questions in Gu Lan's heart grew bigger, but she didn't continue asking.

After all, she didn't know Huo Yan that well, and she didn't want to know too much about him.

She ate the noodles silently, and when she was about to finish, the corners of her eyes twitched up as she looked at Huo Yan.

He was suddenly stunned.

He was looking at her. His pitch-black eyes seemed to be covered by a thin layer of gauze. They were extremely hazy and gentle, as if he was looking at someone through her.

Who can I look at?

Naturally, he was looking at Mo Wanying.

His appetite was gone.

She put down her chopsticks, handed him her coat and said, "I'm full. I'll work overtime tonight, so I won't be coming back to sleep." Director Huo, go ahead. "

Huo Yan didn't pick up his coat. He leaned back in his chair. Even though he was the one sitting there and she was standing there, he still gave her a disdainful feeling. "I'm afraid you'll be working overtime as long as I stay here, right?"

"Director Huo, you know your own limits." Seeing that Huo Yan wasn't willing to take the coat, she threw it on the chair, stood up, and walked towards his bedroom.

She prepared to pack her clothes.

Since she couldn't chase away this god of pests, then let's just leave.

Laughter came from behind her. "As long as you stay in A City, I can get you pregnant within these two months. Where can you hide? "How naive."

Clenching her fists, she stepped into the bedroom and tried to slam the door shut.

However, the door was pushed open by him.

"Get out!" Her face was somewhat livid.

"The bedroom is quite clean." Huo Yan ignored her order to leave, and walked towards the bathroom like a male host. "I'm going to take a bath." Before you do that, change the sheets. I don't like pink sheets. "

Sick.

Gu Lan Qing rolled her eyes. He didn't like pink bedsheets. Was it even a dime to her?

Also, what's with the tone of an old husband and wife?

Had he forgotten that he was going to divorce her this morning?

Couldn't be bothered with Huo Yan, she quickly packed his clothes and prepared to leave.

However, a cold voice came from the bathroom, "Who obtained these items?"

Her eyelids twitched, and she lifted her head to look at Huo Yan, who was holding a razor in his hand.

Huo Yan stepped out of the bathroom and grabbed Gu Lan Qing's wrist. He dragged her into the bathroom again. Not only was there a razor, there were also two toothbrushes and two toothbrushes.

"Huo Zichen's?" He tightened his grip on her wrist, forcing her to look at the men and question her.

Gu Lan's lips were pressed into a straight line, not answering him at all.

A while ago, Ye Tang was sick and her house was due to expire, so she let Ye Tang stay with her.

The bathroom in her bedroom was broken, which was why Ye Tang took a shower in her room.

Huo Yan saw her stubbornness and answered himself, "It couldn't be Huo Zichen. He was still in the hospital. "So, it's Ye Tang's?"

"Yes." She nodded, unable to shake off Huo Yan's hand. With a smile that was like a flower, she looked at him and said, "So what if it belongs to him?" What does it have to do with you? "

"Gu Lanqing, you really are despicable." Huo Yan's thin lips were almost touching her face, and the disgust in his dark eyes was so clear that it was reflected in Gu Lan's clear eyes.

"Is this your love for Huo Zichao?" After he became a vegetable, you slept with a substitute who looked like him? Your love for him is ridiculous! "

"Shut up!" His accusation made Gu Lan Qing's small face turn pale.

Huo Zichen was a wound that would never heal in her heart, while Huo Yan repeatedly ripped open the wound.

She raised her hand and viciously slapped Huo Yan's face.

However, his wrist had been caught by Huo Yan and twisted behind his back.

Her stomach was pressed against the cold washbasin, and her back was against his firm chest. Huo Yan lowered his head and looked at her pale face. Gu Lanqing, I've never seen a woman as disgusting as you. He'll always pretend that he's deeply in love with Zichen, but behind his back, he can do whatever kind of dirty stuff. "

His palm moved down along her slender back and grazed past her perky bottom. He then lifted her qipao and slid into her inner thigh like a snake: "Can that pretty boy, Ye Tang, satisfy you? "Hmm?"