my billionaire ex-husband

The sneakers placed in front of the shoe cabinet, one can tell who its owner is at a glance.Ouyang Yexi's black sports bag was placed on the sofa, and a pile of things were thrown on the coffee table.

Said the laughter came from the kitchen

Xiang Siyi looked over there, just in time to see Ouyang Yexi, wearing an apron, coming out of the kitchen, holding a plate of braised eggplant in oil in his hand.Looking head-on to Xiang Siyi, he smiled politely: "Hi, excuse me."

Xiang Siyi nodded in a daze: "Hello."

But there was an indescribable feeling in his heart. It turned out that he was not following her just now, but because he had an appointment with He Feier and happened to be on the way?As for why he got into the bus instead of driving his Bugatti himself, and walked behind instead of the front door, maybe he had his own reasons. Because of a series of coincidences, she misunderstood that "he followed her". [

Xiang Siyi turned back to the room, took off the bag on his shoulder and sat on the bed in a daze.

Unconsciously, Ouyang Yexi played back the laughing scene when he came to the house to cook for her before...

Ouyang Yexi was originally a pampered young master. He stretched out his hands and opened his mouth to eat at home. It was for Xiang Siyi that he learned to cook.From the beginning, he often hurt his fingers clumsily, but cooked something dark and unpalatable; now, he can handle all kinds of home-cooked dishes, with good color, fragrance and taste.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door, and Xiang Siyi asked wearily, "Who is it?"

"it's me."

Ouyang Yexi? !

Xiang Siyi's little heart started beating restlessly again, she opened the door: "What's the matter?"

"The meal is ready, let's eat together."

"No, you can eat, I just..."