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.

him, time was meaningless, and the only use was to spend it in

can go back to have a rest. I want to... Stay

breakfast yet," she

don't have the appetite," he said lightly. The residual alcohol was still

waves of disappointment surged in her heart. She bit

returning to her room, Hanson fell onto

the head of the bed. It warmed the moist air in the room, but it couldn't warm his

did he take away his

silent. He asked the

his hand and felt the tenderness of it caressing his

long time, the door was gently pushed open, and

respond, still looking out of the window.

"Brother Hanson!"

over again, low and timid, and there was a little impatience in his eyes. He sat up from the bed and saw Ivy standing at the door, looking at him

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

an invisible pressure, making

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

sharp pain in his heart, as if someone had put salt on the fresh

rolling over her beautiful face like broken beads.

he frowned and asked.

one will drive you back to your apartment if you get drunk again. " She

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

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

a little drunk. Her heart was beating fast

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

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

head in panic and lowered

think about it," he said slowly and

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 face

but there is only one chance!" After saying that,

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

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

can learn," she replied

you. Please disappear in front of me right now." His tone was ruthless and cruel, as cold as the

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