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.

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

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

haven't had breakfast yet," she murmured.

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

eyes, and waves of disappointment surged in her heart. She bit her lips and walked

her room, Hanson fell onto the

the head of the bed. It warmed

he take away his Essie? Why?

was silent. He asked the clouds, the clouds were

the distant mountain, through the thin hair, and slipped through 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 soft, but floated without a trace, and could

open, and a faint voice came out from the

still looking out

"Brother Hanson!"

impatience in his eyes. He sat

Hanson's tone was so cold that Ivy

room became deathly silent, with an invisible

stayed there motionless. After a long time, her thin shoulders trembled slightly. Her low sobs flowed in the wind,

as if someone had put salt on the fresh wound. He stood up

sadly, tears rolling over her

crying?" he

get drunk again. " She

in his eyes. Suddenly, he walked over and unexpectedly stretched out his arm

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

little drunk. Her heart was beating fast

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...

at the corners of his mouth, and a

not. " She shook her head in panic and lowered her guilty eyes, not daring

about it," he said slowly and jokingly.

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

impatient. "Forget it, but there is only one chance!" After saying that, he loosened his grip, turned around and was

desperately, "I like you, brother Hanson, I like you!" A clear confession, echoing in the room with the wind, was

on his face. After a moment of silence, he turned around and said, "I like girls

can learn," she replied without hesitation.

his head and whispered in her ear, "I'm sorry. I don't like you. Please disappear in front of me right now." His tone was ruthless and cruel, as cold as the cold wind from Siberia, freezing her enthusiasm in an

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