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.

as if he had just woken up from a dream. For him, time was meaningless, and the only use was to spend it

rest. I want to... Stay alone for a

you haven't had breakfast yet," she

The residual alcohol was still burning in his

waves of disappointment surged in her

returning to her room, Hanson fell onto the bed.

lazily sprinkled on the head of the bed. It warmed the moist air in the room, but it couldn't warm his cold heart.

take away

He asked

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

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

didn't respond, still looking out of the

"Brother Hanson!"

sat up from the bed and

cold that Ivy was

deathly silent, with an invisible

Her low sobs flowed in the wind, like thin water dripping into

had put salt on the fresh wound. He stood up from the

over her beautiful face

he frowned

drunk again. " She lowered her head and her feet

with an intriguing look in his eyes. Suddenly, he walked over and unexpectedly stretched out his

very close to hers, and his burning eyes burned her face. His breath was with a faint temperature, and

a little drunk. Her

fast? Why do you care about me so

drew a charming arc at the corners of his mouth, and a mocking smile slowly overflowed. "You like me, don't you?" he

" She shook her head in panic and lowered her guilty eyes, not daring to look at

admit it, maybe I can think about it," he said

mouth

chance!"

Hanson, I like you!" A clear confession,

and said, "I like girls who

can learn," she replied without hesitation.

right now." His tone was ruthless and cruel, as cold as the cold wind from Siberia,

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