A Beautiful Misunderstanding

Chapter 526 I Like You

What the hell! The apartment was on fire?

He jumped up from the bed and ran out without putting on his shoes.

The smoke came out of the kitchen, mixed with the sound of a woman's cough.

He rushed into the kitchen like a gust of wind. From the smoke curling up, he saw a panic figure. It was...

He coughed and rubbed his eyes. His eyes became clearer.

It was Ivy. He recognized her. She was...

frying egg!

He didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He strode forward and turned on the range hood.

The thick smoke gradually dispersed.

He crossed his hands over his chest and stared at her with a questioning posture. "Ivy, why are you in my kitchen?"

Turning off the gas stove, Ivy shoved out a piece of black item from the pan and threw it into the trash can.

There were also several dark things in the bucket!

She lowered her head dejectedly and turned around. "Don't you remember anything? You get drunk every day. It's me who sent you back. "

"Oh, it's you," he muttered and his eyes softened. To be honest, he didn't remember anything after getting drunk. He only knew that he would lie on his bed every day when he woke up. He didn't want to think about who sent him back. He was not in the mood to think about it anyway.

He glanced at the messy kitchen and frowned slightly. "Then why don't you go back? You make trouble here and almost burn my kitchen!"

"I just want to make breakfast for you out of kindness." Ivy was extremely embarrassed. She had seen the fried eggs of Essie, which were golden yellow. They smelled good and looked easy to make. She had planned to show off in front of him, but she didn't expect it to be a mess.

Thinking of this, she blinked, and tears began to flash in her eyes.

After all, Hanson had a tender heart for women. Seeing the pitiful look on her face, he sighed helplessly, "Ivy, thank you for sending me back these days. It's almost time for work. You can leave now. Leave me alone." After a pause, he added, "Tell the secretary that I won't go to the company today."

"Are you still not sober from the hangover? Today is Saturday. You don't need to go to work," she reminded him.

just woken up from a dream. For him, time was meaningless, and the only

go back to have a rest. I want to... Stay alone for a

haven't had breakfast yet," she murmured.

The residual alcohol was still burning in his stomach, making him uncomfortable.

in her heart. She bit her lips and walked out silently.

room, Hanson

head of the bed. It warmed the moist air in the room, but it

take away his Essie?

silent. He asked the clouds, the clouds were

hand and felt the tenderness of it caressing his fingertips. She was like the wind, gentle and soft, but floated without a trace, and could not

long time, the door was gently pushed open, and a faint voice came out from the

looking

"Brother Hanson!"

impatience in his eyes. He sat up from the

are you still here?" Hanson's tone was so cold that Ivy was like a string that

silent, with an invisible

trembled slightly. Her low sobs flowed in the wind, like thin water

felt a sharp pain in his heart, as if someone had put salt on the fresh wound. He stood up from the bedside and slowly walked

her beautiful face like broken

are you crying?" he frowned and asked.

your apartment if you get drunk again. " She lowered her head

in his eyes. Suddenly, he

clung to hers, and strong muscles could be felt so clearly. His handsome face was very close to hers, and his burning eyes burned her face. His breath was with a faint temperature, and a gentle wave came, swirling

drunk. Her heart was beating fast like a deer.

magnetic voice came, "Why is your face so red? Why is your heart beating so fast? Why do you care about me so much?"

his mouth, and a mocking smile slowly overflowed. "You like me, don't you?"

in panic and lowered her guilty

maybe I can think about it," he

raised her eyes and looked at him dully. There was an unfathomable smile on his handsome face. She opened her mouth unconsciously and tried two times, but she didn't make a sound. She

one chance!" After saying

bit her lips hard, raised her head suddenly, and shouted at him desperately, "I like you, brother Hanson, I like you!" A clear confession, echoing in the room with the wind, was so

withdrew his steps, with a deep smile on his face. After a moment of silence, he turned around and said, "I like girls who can cook, but you can't even fry eggs. You almost burn my kitchen.

she replied

me right now." His tone

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