To my favorite Wen Liang

Chapter 220 I Live Here These Days
Huo Dongming would not tell her anyway, because if he went back today, he would have to face a lot of problems at the wedding, and he was too lazy to listen, and he didn't want to listen.

Wen Liang was helpless: "You just don't understand my obvious order to evict guests?"

"You all know that I don't understand, so what order to evict the guest?"

"you……"

"I?"

The man turned his head sideways, and his eyes fell on her delicate face. At this moment, she was obviously angry, her brows were wrinkled, and her lips were pursed tightly.He watched, his heart tightened for some reason, he picked up his coat and stood up: "Okay, I'll go."

He quickly reached the door, but the back was lonely and cold.

And the three words that fell were a little hoarse, and the voice was so low that it didn't seem like the tone he would have.

"That's not what I meant." Wen Liang didn't know why her heart softened.

The man stopped.

"Actually, I don't know how to face you...I..."

The voice did not fall.

Wen Liang was enveloped by a loud voice, her eyes were slightly sour, and she raised her head to look at him with a blurred vision. At that moment, his cool and handsome face was like a bonfire burning in the snow. The heart is lit and hot.

Huo Dongming grabbed her wrist, walked back, and led her to sit down on the sofa.

The atmosphere was a little awkward.

Wen Liang felt a little regretful, she shouldn't have kept him, it was just a moment of brain fever, now she calmed down and realized what a stupid decision she had made, so she bit her lips tightly and said nothing.

When the clock on the wall pointed to 10:30, Wen Liang got up: "I'm going to make lunch."

"I'll go."

"Huh?" She was dumbfounded.

"You sit."

After finishing speaking, the man got up and walked straight to the kitchen, as if he was the master here.Wen Liang suddenly had the illusion that he wanted to stay at his house so shamelessly that he watched TV helplessly.

As for cooking, her skill was taught by him.

But even so, Wen Liang was still a little worried, and after ten minutes of fidgeting, he got up and went to the kitchen.

As soon as the sliding door was opened, the aroma that hit her face almost made Wen Liang unsteady.

Huo Dongming was wearing a black shirt, with the cuffs raised to the left and right of his arms, fastened by a metal button, revealing his muscular and muscular arms. The veins on the surface of the skin were slightly visible, which was very masculine.

"Isn't it hot?" She went to turn on the silent exhaust fan, "Why didn't you open the door."

"There is smoke." Afraid of choking her.

Wen Liang, who was opening the door and window, snapped her fingers. He didn't finish his sentence, but she knew what it meant.

She remembered that when he was cooking before, she asked similar questions. At that time, Huo Dongming said, "I'm afraid I'll choke you, idiot."

He may never know how excited she was when he outlined such a perfect pampering tone with his cool tone.But now, he only has two words.

This is probably the charm of time.

Many things can be kept, and many things can be changed.

"Fool." Suddenly, he said again, "Don't stand in the wind."

"..." Wen Liang sniffed, a sour feeling overflowed his heart, he opened the window vigorously and ran out of the kitchen in a hurry.

The man glanced sideways at her back, his eyes deep.

After half an hour.

The meal is ready.

Simple three dishes and one soup, but the taste is so good that you want to bite off your tongue.Wen Liang ate the dishes in silence, trying not to raise her head if she could. Even so, when she picked up a dish, the chopsticks still met his.

She raised her head blankly, met the man's eyes, and her heart tightened.

"Eat more." He had a cool face, without any mood swings.

"Thank you."

Another silent meal.

"You have nothing to tell me?" Huo Dongming suddenly put down his chopsticks and bowl.

Wen Liang was startled by the "bang—" and put down the bowl as well, the food in his mouth suddenly tasted like chewing wax.She didn't know what to say to him, and she didn't know how to face him.

In terms of dealing with interpersonal relationships, she has been terrible in the past two years.

As he said before, since leaving him, she has had a terrible time in the past four years.

Wen Liang took a deep breath: "I... I heard that Huo's building was on fire, are you okay? Were you inside at that time?"

"exist."

"Then are you alright?"

The man sneered, unbuttoned the black shirt on his body, and threw it on the chair beside him. His skin was fair enough to make her jealous, and his strong abdominal muscles formed a perfect eight-pack shape. The lines were sharp but not ugly at all, but rather like art Taste.

It's just... On the left and right sides of the lower abdomen, there is a trace that looks like it was hit by a high-temperature heavy object.

The color is not too dark, but you can tell at a glance that it is a burn.

Very serious, I am afraid it will be difficult to recover.

"Have you not treated it?" Wen Liang looked around his wound, there was no trace of gauze or anything like that.

"No time." He stretched out his hand lightly, trying to put on his clothes.

"You wait a moment."

Wen Liang stood up quickly and strode into the house to search for things. Finally, her hard work paid off, and she soon found the medical box. After making sure that everything inside was complete, she turned and returned to Huo Dongming's side.

However, the dining room in this serviced apartment was relatively small, and it was difficult to treat the wound, so she had to drag him back to the relatively larger living room.

"Why don't you lie down?" She looked up at him.

The man didn't respond.

"It's easier to deal with. If you sit, you may hurt." Wen Liang explained in a low voice.

She didn't know what Huo Dongming was thinking, anyway, after her words, the man lay down on his back.Wen Liang carefully took out alcohol and other things, first sterilized it, and then applied external medicine for burns.

Finally, cover it with gauze slightly.

Although this can't completely remove the scars, it's better than the ones he exposed and didn't deal with before.

"Will it hurt?" She accidentally touched the gauze with her fingertips, and her heart trembled.

"It's okay." He lay on his back, looking at her lazily, "Wen Liang, is there nothing else besides the fire?"

"Other things I want to say have already been said before."

After hearing this, the man didn't bother to talk to her anymore.

Wen Liang saw what he meant, backed away with a wry smile, put the medical kit away, and was about to leave the bedroom, when he found the man standing at the door, leaning against the door frame leisurely, with a calm expression on his face, his delicate features seemed to be unblemished The smell of fireworks, like a high-ranking banished fairy, looked at him lukewarmly.

There was a "click" in her heart.

He flicked his hair embarrassingly.

"I've been living here for the past few days."

"Huh?" She was dumbfounded.

"I can pay you the rent."

"But I..."

But what?

Too busy to work?

Or did Mu Chi come over to avoid misunderstanding?

She could say these words, but he must have guessed that she would tell him so, right?In this case, he still opened his mouth, explaining that he had already found the words to deal with him.

Whether she said it or not, it became meaningless, but it was like superfluous.

(End of this chapter)