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.

had just woken up from a dream. For him, time

go back to have a rest. I

you haven't had breakfast yet," she

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

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

to her room, Hanson fell

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

take away his Essie? Why?

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

away a crystal tear. He reached out his hand and felt the tenderness of it caressing his fingertips. She was like the wind,

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

still looking out of the window.

"Brother Hanson!"

He sat up from

Hanson's tone was so cold that Ivy was like a string that was touched and

silent, with an invisible pressure, making people

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

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

sadly, tears rolling over her beautiful face like broken

he frowned and asked.

one will drive you back to your apartment if you get drunk again. " She lowered her head and her feet drew circles

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

his burning eyes burned

was a little dizzy and a little drunk. Her heart was beating fast like a deer.

do you care about me so much?" He asked a series of questions, but her mind

corners of his mouth, and a mocking smile slowly overflowed. "You like

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

can think about it," he said slowly

on his handsome face. She opened her mouth unconsciously and tried two times, but she didn't make a sound.

chance!" After saying that, he loosened his grip, turned around and was about to walk back, ignoring her.

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

turned around and said, "I like girls who can cook, but you can't even fry eggs. You

she replied without

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

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