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

rest. I want

had breakfast yet,"

have the appetite," he said lightly. The residual alcohol was still burning in his stomach, making him

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

Hanson fell onto

window and lazily sprinkled on the head of the bed. It

away his

sky was silent. He asked the clouds, the clouds were silent.

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,

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

didn't respond, still looking out

"Brother Hanson!"

his eyes. He sat up from the bed and saw Ivy standing at the door, looking at him with a little fear.

was so cold that Ivy was like

deathly silent, with an invisible pressure, making people suffocate.

low sobs flowed in

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

cried sadly, tears rolling over her beautiful face like broken

are you crying?" he frowned and asked.

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

stared at her without a blink, with an intriguing look in his eyes.

could be felt so clearly. His handsome face was very close to hers, and his burning eyes

drunk. Her heart was beating fast

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,

her head in panic and lowered her guilty eyes,

think about it," he said slowly and

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 face turned even

impatient. "Forget it, but there is only one chance!"

you, brother Hanson, I

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

learn," she replied without

of me right

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