Meet Mr. Xue again

Chapter 17 The Busy Him
He Xiaoyue didn't have many things, but he still packed two boxes.

It was three o'clock in the afternoon when he left He's house.Yang Rongrong and He Qianqian have not come back yet.

When we arrived at Xue Zhonglie's villa, it was exactly [-]:[-].Because Xue Zhonglie hadn't come back yet, the door of the villa was closed.At a glance, there was no one in sight.

Seeing this, He Xiaoyue took out the key that Xue Zhonglie gave her a few days ago, and opened the door of the villa.

Went in with two luggage.

When I came here before, it was always at night.Now looking at it during the day, He Xiaoyue felt that she had entered a dreamland in a trance.

The roads of the villa are full of flowers and plants, and the paths paved with white cobblestones shuttle among the flowers and plants and connect with each other, forming a beautiful picture.Not only that, but even in the air, you can still smell the smell of flowers and plants.

Along the way, she was alone, and the villa was very quiet.Enjoying the beautiful scenery along the way, He Xiaoyue's mood also became peaceful.

"Miss He, you are here." As soon as the door of the villa was opened, Xue Zhonglie's magnetic voice came from inside.

He Xiaoyue was surprised, shouldn't he work in the company?

He Xiaoyue was surprised, shouldn't he work in the company?

In a blink of an eye, Xue Zhonglie was sitting on the sofa in the living room, his legs crossed, his face was cold and hard, and his slender fingers were gracefully dancing on the keyboard.

He Xiaoyue 囧, originally came here while he was still off work, but she didn't expect to bump into him.

"Why are you at home?"

"Sunday. Where do you think I should be?" Xue Zhonglie asked indifferently without looking sideways.

"I forgot! Well, where do I put my luggage?" He Xiaoyue exclaimed, then looked at her suitcase, and then at Xue Zhonglie.

At this time, Xue Zhonglie turned his head, glanced at her indifferently, and then turned to the other side: "That room."

Following his line of sight, it was the room she had lived in before.He Xiaoyue was very satisfied.

After putting the box in the room and tidying it up again, He Xiaoyue came out of the room.

Xue Zhonglie was still working in front of the computer, meticulous.

He Xiaoyue looked up and looked at the clock on the wall.It's almost five o'clock.

Then go to the kitchen and open the refrigerator door.Full of fresh veggies.

She picked out some meat, chicken wings, potatoes, tomatoes, and eggs.Prepare to make three dishes and one soup.

He Xiaoyue is not a delicate young lady, and she is no stranger to the kitchen.After three or two strokes, the two dishes of braised chicken wings and hot and sour potato shreds are ready.

After the last tomato and egg soup was cooked, He Xiaoyue turned off the fire, took the dishes, and walked to the hall.

On the sofa, Xue Zhonglie was still in front of the computer, typing on the keyboard.The whole person is straight and serious.

"The rice is cooked, let's make it after eating!" He Xiaoyue put the dishes on the coffee table where Xue Zhonglie was, and suggested.

Xue Zhonglie glanced at her and nodded lightly.Then put the computer aside.

He Xiaoyue quickly put together three dishes and one soup, and sat down.

Xue Zhonglie was already holding the bowl and chopsticks, and started eating intently.To He Xiaoyue, he was like a fake.

He Xiaoyue glanced at Xue Zhonglie from time to time while eating.He noticed a trace of fatigue on his handsome face.

"Why are you still so busy on weekends?" He Xiaoyue blurted out.

Xue Zhonglie paused while eating, looked up at her, and threw out two words: "Private matters." He continued to eat.

He Xiaoyue lowered his head, he was so impatient to talk to her!Then, she should do more and talk less.

Then, after a meal, it was quiet, only the sound of the collision of dishes and chopsticks was heard.

After Xue Zhonglie finished his meal, he took his computer to work again, and He Xiaoyue cleaned up the dining table.

(End of this chapter)