She agreed to move here so readily, but Ao Po was caught off guard.
He felt a little lost for some reason. He would have thought that the relationship between her and Dongfang Xing was so deep that no one could destroy it. Who knew...
She is also too materialistic and too realistic.
He thought that she was different from ordinary women, that she was special and that every move she made was unexpected, but she could not escape the tests of the world.
A bitter smile appeared on his lips. If they could be broken up so easily, how deep could their relationship be?
And does he still have the intention to stay and chase?
No, it doesn't make any sense at all.
He shook his fist. Maybe it was time to end this farce directed by himself.
Just as he was thinking to himself, he heard the sound of footsteps, not just Xiahou Huan'er's, but also Dongfang Xing's. He looked back and saw Dongfang Xing coming in carrying her clothes and daily necessities.
Xiahou Huan'er was behind him, the smile on his face getting brighter.
Ao Po took two steps forward and was about to say something.
Xiahou Huan'er sat on the incredibly soft and comfortable big bed, the smile on her face became brighter and brighter. Before he could speak, she said gratefully: "Arrogant Marshal, you are so handsome.
We don’t know how to thank you for giving us such a nice house to live in. In the original house, my husband has already built a bed. You don’t have to sleep on the sofa tonight, so I’ll let you sleep on the bed.
I've given it to you before I even slept. To be honest, I'm a bit reluctant to let it go."
Ao Po was dumbfounded and froze.
"What's wrong? Although my husband made the bed himself, you don't have to be moved speechless. If you don't mind, don't cook tonight and come to my house to eat. I'll tell you,
My husband's cooking skills are first-class, you will never regret eating it." Xia Houhuan'er looked at the man who was busy sorting her things with a sweet face.
They seemed to have regarded this house as theirs.
The new residence was occupied again. He originally wanted her to move here alone, but he didn't expect...
Ao Po suddenly laughed out loud. Xia Hou Huan'er was indeed still Xia Hou Huan'er. She always did something unexpected.
"Hey, Marshal Ao, what's wrong with you?" Xia Houhuan'er blinked her eyes and looked at him a little worriedly.
"It's nothing." Ao Po said to Dongfang Xing in a good mood, "I'll come over for dinner tonight, remember to cook more."
"I won't let you go hungry." Dongfang Xing arranged Xia Hou Huan'er's clothes and replied coolly.
"Shall we have hot pot today?"
Thinking about Dongfang Xing, who puts his wife first, he had no objection at all and nodded and said: "Okay."
"Hot pot?" Does that mean everyone is eating together? He has never had hot pot in his whole life. His identity and status do not allow for the slightest mistake.
A person is always cautious.
"I can tell by your look that you have never had hot pot before. You are in for a treat tonight." Xiahou Huan'er said with a smile.
"Do you need me to prepare anything?" Aopo asked with great interest.
"Of course, if you are willing, you can kill Dahuang and put it in the pot." Xiahou Huan'er stared at Dahuang, who was shaking his head and tail behind him, maliciously.
