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.

dream. For him, time was meaningless, and the only use was to spend it in a boring life.

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

haven't had breakfast yet," she

the appetite," he said lightly. The residual alcohol

and waves of disappointment surged in her heart. She bit her

her room, Hanson

open window and lazily sprinkled on the head of the bed. It warmed the moist air in the room, but it couldn't

away his

the sky was silent. He asked the clouds,

the corners of his eyes, taking away a crystal tear. He reached out his hand and felt the tenderness of it caressing his fingertips. She was like the wind, gentle and

was gently pushed open, and a faint voice

respond, still looking out of the

"Brother Hanson!"

eyes. He sat up from the bed and saw Ivy standing at the door, looking

Ivy was like a string that was touched and trembled

silent, with an invisible

low sobs flowed in the wind,

in his heart, as if someone had put salt on

rolling over her beautiful face like

you crying?" he

I'm afraid that no one will drive you back to your apartment if you get drunk again. " She lowered her head and her feet drew circles on the ground unnaturally.

intriguing look in his eyes. Suddenly,

clearly. His handsome face was very close to hers, and his burning eyes burned her face. His

was a little dizzy and a little drunk. Her

His magnetic voice came, "Why is your face so red? Why is your heart beating so fast? Why do you care about me so much?" He asked a series of questions, but her mind was already blank. "I... I... "

drew a charming arc at the corners of his mouth, and a mocking smile slowly overflowed. "You

her head in panic and lowered her guilty eyes, not daring to

about it,"

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 lowered her head again and her

seemed to be a little impatient. "Forget it, but there is only one chance!" After saying that, he loosened his grip, turned around

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

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

she

her ear, "I'm sorry. I don't like you. Please disappear in front of me right now." His

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