Jin Zun was finally defeated and surrendered helplessly: "Okay, okay, I promise, I promise you, it's okay."
He pinched her nose and said, "You bad thing!"
"No way!" Bai Xinhui raised her nose in dissatisfaction, "I'm just thinking about your health."
Jin Zun's black eyes were just staring at the chattering face in front of him, the fear in his heart widening in circles.
If the previous one looked like Bai Xinhui at this stage, then the previous one looked more like the Bai Xinhui during her childhood sweetheart period. They were obviously the same person, so why were there so many facets of change? One moment she was kind like an angel, and the other moment she was vicious like a jealous woman.
What's wrong with her?
The night is like ink and the stars are like snow.
The ancient old house, the age-old tree canopy, the rustling of leaves, combined with the lights of the house, are bright and bright.
Su Mozheng woke up from the darkness, and what she touched was the soft bed and the feel of cashmere quilt.
She blinked in discomfort, and what she smelled in her nose was not the pungent smell of hospital disinfectant, but the faint smell of detergent in the air. The scent of lavender, she sprayed it when she was drying the quilt a few days ago.
This is her own room.
And now, is it already night? I still remember that when I fainted, the last person I saw seemed to be Huo Shaoyan...
Huo Shaoyan!! She woke up with a start, finally jumped up from the bed, and quickly pressed the wall lamp beside the bed, and the faint light filled the room with tranquility.
She raised her head to look outside, but it was covered by the curtains. She remembered that she had not closed the curtains, so Huo Shaoyan must have closed them. Is he still there?
Thinking of this, Su Mozheng opened the quilt, quickly fumbled for her clothes and shoes, and put them on haphazardly.
In a hurry, she pressed the alarm clock on the bedside with her palm. She raised it and saw that it was almost nine o'clock!
As soon as her feet hit the ground, she touched a layer of plush stuff. When she opened her eyes, she saw that it was actually a wool carpet. The style was not very novel, nor did it look expensive, but it felt damn good. Huo Shaoyan bought this.
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She opened the door and walked out, and went downstairs along the spiral staircase. There was no one in the bedroom, the hall was empty, and the living room was empty. Wherever she looked, there was no one. So where did he go? Has he gone back?
The aroma of food came from the kitchen, and the vegetable dishes combined with the aroma of rice.
Su Mozheng just sniffed, smelling the sudden and tempting fragrance of the food, and her stomach was already rumbling untimely.
"Gulu gulu..." The voice was not loud and there were no outsiders in the house, but Su Mozheng's cheeks turned red with embarrassment. She was really hungry. It seemed that she had not eaten for two days. Since Moqin day,
Thinking of this, her expression darkened a bit, and she clenched her fists tightly.
Mo Qin, her sister, passed away like this. From now on, there will never be anyone, no such person, who can say good morning and good night to her.
"You're awake!" A hearty chuckle came from the front, and the man's mellow voice was highly recognizable.
Su Mozheng suddenly looked up, with a look of surprise, "Huo Shaoyan, you didn't leave!?"
The man in front of him was wearing a blue apron around his waist, which Su Mozheng had just bought a few days ago. It was covered with various cartoon patterns, making it look cute.
At this moment, he had an apron tied around his waist and he was holding a spatula in his hand. His appearance didn't look funny at all, but it made Su Mozheng stunned, "How did you end up like this?"
He raised the spatula in his hand, with a calm smile on his elegant and handsome face, "It's nine o'clock, aren't you hungry? If you're not hungry, I am!"
Su Mozheng was stunned again, her jaw almost dropped in shock, "You know how to cook!" Her voice of astonishment went up an octave, as if she had heard a strange rumor about human beings.
Huo Shaoyan shrugged, turned around and walked into the kitchen. The voice still floated over from far and near, "Why not?"
"When I was in the army, I almost did these things. Otherwise, I might have starved to death."
Su Mozheng followed and walked in, her little nose wrinkled slightly, "Huo Shaoyan, you can still cook," she seemed a little disgusted, "Can you eat it!?"
Don't blame her, really don't blame her. If it were anyone else, seeing this scene, I believe they would ask the same question from the bottom of their hearts. Commander Huo's only son, the young master in the military compound, and the dignified major
My lord, that background is quite impressive. Most grown men don’t cook easily, let alone a man with such status and background.
It’s really rare to know how to cook!
Just as she was about to look over, he stopped her with a wave of his hand, "You go out and sit down, I'm here!"
"But -" Su Mozheng looked over and saw that he was chopping vegetables neatly, and his knife skills seemed to be very neat.
"How about I do it? You go out and sit down!" She tiptoed, her face almost bumping into his shoulder.
"You don't understand what I'm saying," his humble voice came from the front. Su Mozheng wanted to look again, but his shoulders had already turned around.
Unprepared, her face bumped into his, and her red lips kissed his chin tightly.
The soft touch, the sharp jaw, and after understanding what she was kissing, Su Mozheng left him with a blushing face, and rushed outside without even saying hello.
Huo Shaoyan just looked at the latter's fleeing figure, and rubbed his chin with his fingertips. The touch of his lips was still there, and it seemed that he didn't hate it. On the contrary, there was still a warm feeling in his heart, and he seemed to like it a little bit.
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Su Mozheng quickly rushed to the dining table and quickly sat down on the seat. Her face was burning red and her heart seemed to be pounding. This feeling seemed to be stronger than when she was with Jin Zun.
She tried hard to suppress it for a long time, and then she suppressed this inexplicable feeling.
In her life, in a woman's best years, she loved someone wholeheartedly. In the end, her love was just abandoned, and her family suffered together. After loving and suffering, you can know that,
Love turns out to be so painful, so painful that I don’t want to touch it anymore. I don’t want to touch it anymore. She doesn’t want to!
After figuring this out, she returned to her original expression.
The aroma of food in the kitchen came in waves, and not long after, the sound of the fire stopped.
When she blinked and looked around, the dining table was already filled with three dishes and one soup, jade tofu, sweet and sour carp, Kung Pao chicken and an egg custard. It was so full of color, flavor and taste that Su Mozheng's eyes widened.
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A shadow fell, and she raised her eyes to see that the latter was placing a bowl of rice in front of her and handing her a piece of silver.
Su Mozheng's face suddenly became embarrassed again, "I'm sorry, I've kept you busy."
"It's okay," he winked at her, "you will be responsible for washing the dishes later."
Su Mozheng's expression immediately turned pale, and she twitched her mouth. This man was really——