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

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

breakfast yet," she

lightly. The residual alcohol

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

to her room, Hanson

came in through the slightly open window and lazily sprinkled on the head of the

did he take away his Essie? Why?

He

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

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

respond, still looking out of the window.

"Brother Hanson!"

voice came over again, low and timid, and there was a little impatience in his eyes. He sat up from

are you still here?" Hanson's tone was so cold that Ivy was like a string that was touched and trembled slightly.

room became deathly silent, with an invisible pressure,

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

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

sadly, tears rolling over her beautiful face like broken beads.

you crying?" he frowned

you get drunk again. " She lowered

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

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 between

little drunk.

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... " she stammered and didn't know how

the corners of his mouth, and a mocking smile slowly overflowed. "You like me, don't you?" he said frankly.

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

can think about it," he said slowly

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

is only one chance!" After saying that, he loosened his grip, turned around and

suddenly, and shouted at him desperately, "I like you, brother Hanson, I like you!" A clear

a moment of silence, he turned around and said, "I like girls who can cook, but you can't

can learn," she replied

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

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