Why the boss wants to marry me

Chapter 419 Next time, I hope that what feeds me is not porridge

Chapter 419 Next time, I hope that what feeds me is not porridge

It was because all the investigations went so smoothly, and all the blame was directed at Qin Yaxi alone, that Huo Yao became suspicious.

The screenshot was technically appraised, and it was indeed PS.

Obviously, the person behind wanted to kill two birds with one stone and use his hands to repair Qin Yaxi.

Of course he won't be fooled.

Therefore, Qin Yaxi is still alive and well for the time being.

The girls were also taken to the police station.Although Huo Yao wanted to peel off their skins, none of them were full.And they are all girls, which makes people feel dizzy.

It has to be said that the other party is also very shrewd in calculating this point.

As the sun was setting, Huo Yao, who was sitting in the ward, tapped the table with his slender fingers intentionally or unintentionally.

Except Qin Yaxi?Who else could it be?Did the other party come for Yuege, or for him?
Yue Ge made delicious porridge and brought it over.

Because of the back injury, there were many taboos, and Yue Ge didn't want him to eat too lightly, so even though it was porridge, he also put in some effort.The porridge made with bone broth, mushrooms and fresh bamboo shoots were chopped and added, and the chicken breast was torn into chicken shreds.

She sat next to him, cooled the porridge, and fed it to him bit by bit.

Huo Yao looked at her with burning eyes: "Yuege, it wasn't my hand that hurt me."

Yuege still insisted on feeding him with her own hands, looked at him dotingly, and said confidently: "What's wrong with me feeding my husband? Do you have any objections?"

"No comment."

Huo Yao just ate it with her white porcelain spoon, looking at her every mouthful, making her face turn red.

After a bowl of porridge, the stomach is warm, and what is even warmer is the heart.

"I'm full." Huo Yao said, and Yue Ge just used the spoon he had eaten to drink up the rest of the porridge.

The porridge is for two, and she didn't eat when she came.Huo Yao didn't know that she hadn't eaten yet, and regretted eating too much just now, because the porridge she made was really delicious.It was smooth and delicious. He had never had such delicious porridge until he was 30 years old.

Huo Yao was a little embarrassed: "Why don't you say that you haven't eaten yet. Are you full with just this?"

Yue Ge said without hesitation: "It's okay, I have a small appetite, I always have to feed my dear husband first."

This feeding is too easy to make people think wrongly, Huo Yao's face turned red in disappointment.

She takes a husband every day, but he has never done anything with her...

After a while, he coughed dryly, and said solemnly: "Next time, I hope it's not porridge that feeds me."

but you.

Yue Ge, who was drinking porridge, was stunned, and then his face began to feel hot.

In front of him, she always gets nervous easily, like a young girl in love, when he saw her, she was so nervous that she didn't know where to put her hands and feet, but when she thought of him as her husband, she felt happy, and when she called him her husband , her heart is as sweet as honey.

This is a completely different feeling from being in front of Xiao Yaoyao, she is very relaxed, and she feels that she is someone she can bully, teasing.

Although she clearly knew that they were the same person, but there was a five-year age difference, but sometimes, she would have the illusion that she was married to two people at the same time.

The point is, there is only five years difference, why is there such a huge difference in personality?
It should... be her fault.

In the past five years, he has always loved her deeply, but has been deeply hurt by her, so his personality has become colder and gloomy, and his mind has become more unpredictable.

Really, not crazy, it's pretty good.

(End of this chapter)

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