Girl Forced to Marry Her Sister's Husband: The President's Private Treasure

And to save Xu Nuo, kiss that pimple-faced bully!

Thinking of this, Situ Chenjue wished to find out that little overlord back then, cut him into several sections, and dismantled him into pieces.

But since the matter has passed for so many years, the little bully back then has long been crowded and there is no way to find him. The only thing left is Grandma Li's mung bean soup shop as the ironclad proof! !

After all, Situ Chenjue had been there once before, and he still remembered that old woman nagging to tell him a story.

At the beginning, Situ Chenjue never thought that the heroine of this story turned out to be his favorite woman.

When everything was tied together, he couldn't help but slap his head, secretly hating himself for being so stupid, for letting the opportunity pass by him at the door.

Fortunately, he was handsome, charming, bold and thick-skinned, and Huan Yan finally came back to him, otherwise, Xu Nuo would have taken the opportunity long ago.

(Look how proud this kid is...)

As the saying goes, brothers can settle accounts clearly, even though Xu Nuo is his own brother, he is willing to do his best to help him, protect him, and make him happy.

But even if he is his own brother, he can't steal his woman.

In fact, they didn't snatch it, but after all, they caused irreparable losses to themselves!

The more Situ Chenjue thought about it, the more he made a decision in his heart, no, this mung bean soup can't be over like this!

But what to do?

After much deliberation, Situ Chenjue finally came up with a decision. He wanted to make a bowl of fragrant mung bean soup with his own hands and feed it to Huanyan, so that she could forget the youthful memory that mung bean soup represented. He is the only one in my heart! ! !

Bingo, this is such a good idea, Situ Chenjue couldn't help but slapped his thigh and stood up, hey, I'm so smart, I'm so jealous of talents.

Ye Huanyan, why are you so lucky to have found a husband as good as me, who is gentle, caring, considerate and has great physical strength, hey, it's really enviable and hateful. . . .

Situ Chenjue was narcissistic there, but he didn't expect to be hit in the head as soon as he entered the kitchen!

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This time, Situ Chenjue was not only depressed and angry, but even began to doubt his ability.

For a long time, he felt that he was omnipotent, at least there was nothing he failed to do with his heart.

No matter rock climbing or rowing.

But in the face of the strangely shaped pots and pans in the kitchen, which looked like alien creatures, he felt at a loss for the first time.

I usually see Xie Ma and other women, including his happy face, busy inside. They all look very leisurely, wearing an apron, humming a little song, and strategizing. How can it be so difficult for him?

He accidentally kicked over the oil bottle, making his feet sticky.

God, what kind of world is this! ! ! !

According to his usual temperament, he would definitely walk away, turn his head and leave, and never come to this place like eighteen levels of hell again.

But just as he was about to leave with a wave of his sleeves, a scene suddenly appeared in his mind.

It was in that low, dilapidated, damp bungalow that was about to be demolished at any moment, Xiao Yunnuo and Huanyan sat together.

The old woman next to them looked at the two of them with a smile and served them delicious mung bean soup.